Nothing is okay

I feel dead. I can’t taste. Every smile feels fake, whether it’s mine or someone else’s. The days seem long, but time is never on my side. It feels like all I can do is wait. Wait for nothingness. Wait for the unknown to come and take me away.

What does it mean to have passion? Or drive? Isn’t that a basic part of living? If so, then why don’t I have it.

Why does life feel so empty?

Why does everything suck?

Why can’t I feel anything?