dark world

Step by step, I walk into the dark, searching the light that doesn't exist, searching the happiness that was drained by all this silence. There is nothing in a vacuum, no feelings, or landscapes.
I entered in this world with despair, afraid, but even those feelings were lost over time. I don’t even know why I hide myself, I don’t even know of what I run away.
I’m lost, I do not know where to go, there isn’t motivation to continue, Every day that passes I feel more tired, I do not have forces to continue I want to finish this, not even the pain I feel, there is no reason to live, there is nothing for me, I might end up, ending a life that does not exist. Some people say that by dying you will see the light, it may be that the salvation of this world. If the death give the light, then write a final point in my miserable story…

pesso desculpa pelo meu inglês, e pelos erros que possam surgir. obrigado