A Losing Fight.

Do you know that feeling? That feeling of wanting to cry out loud but not being able to do so, ergo getting suffocated on the inside with absolutely no way of letting out your emotions and no way of keeping them locked inside?

Hello there, the Earthian here.

No matter how much you want to do the former, you just can't. It's like someone is holding you by your nostrils and making a play-toy out of you by just rubbing in the fact that there's not a thing in this world that you can do about whatever it is they're doing to you. It's almost like they are sadistic but it also isn't like that in a way that it's not them who's to be blamed. At least they're not to be blamed solely. And you know that too. You are to be blamed at least as much as they are to be blamed too, or only more.
Maybe you got too invested, maybe you didn't mean for things to become the way they did become, maybe you even believed that nothing could ever go wrong because things used to be so damn good, maybe whatever, but what that's left standing is the reality and that reality isn't how we want it to be. And to even want to accept that takes a lot of time and a lot more of effort. Sometimes it takes up a lifetime. Sometimes a tad more than that. The only question is, is it worth so much? Fighting a losing fight? A fight that you don't even stand a chance?

Ponder.

Love, peace.