The Umpteenth Life Question

When everything gets less and less and less every single day, can you enlighten me the way & mere reason you live, struggle, hold on your faith, listen, seek, bear, and most of all, march along?


Just for what it's worth, please tell me. No, whisper to me :
What is it like to be normal? To be nurtured? To have someone to look up to and to share the burden you're weighing?


I've grown bitter and I'm slowly shutting myself down.
I've never heard silence quite this loud, I've never seen vacancy quite this abundant.