Wednesday, February 27, 2013


There's something bad in the world. Something that makes people go rotten inside. Stagnant. Something that makes people decide to stop living. It makes their eyes gloss over, kills the fire and the passion. It makes them turn everything off, stop caring, stop loving, stop feeling. I've seen in over and over. I've read about it in books, watched it in movies, seen it in plays and musicals. There's something that makes people go wrong. It takes their potential and inverts it, redirects it.
I don't know what it is. I don't know why people stop living. It's here. Whatever it is. It's eating at the people that I love, making them sick with indifference. They're forgetting themselves and I don't know what to do. I just keep reading, keep watching, keep studying, hoping that somewhere in history someone found the answer. It's got to be here somewhere in my books. Maybe if I find it, if I discover the cause of this disease... maybe I can stop it. Before it claims everyone that I've ever cared about. It's nearly there already.