It feels like falling. Tumbling end over end over end. No sign of stopping.
I find my motivation is waining, no… my desire to keep moving forwards, that’s what is draining away. The struggle has been going on for so long I know of nothing else, finally, reluctantly I have to admit I can’t keep it up for much longer, I’m just so tired of it all now.
The flow in the surroundings is disturbed, weak, unsettled. Many have no fire, no passion, nothing that defines them from the rest. So many fires snuffed out. So much energy wasted and so little to show for it.
To stray from ones path will have you grow weak. Don’t be one of these people.