Ravings of a Nomadic Mind

I look at the ruins around me, and realize that the future has to rise from it.

I have a confession to make, some days the world around me scares me enough to want to roll up in a ball and die. it takes time a effort to rebuild. The wreckage of the decade around me leads me to dispair and i wish i could ask for help. But fear of being pittied stops me. Once i believed i was invincible and now every step is a challenge. its funny how one careless word can drain your world of all the light, joy and happiness and leave you an empty shell of your former self.