"Inside myself is a place where I live all alone and that's where you renew your springs that never dry up."
If it was up to me, I would rather not feel. I would let the nothingless invade every inch of my body. What better way to get over the pain? I feel hollow inside, like an empty pumpkin on Halloween eve, forced to smile without a chance to redeem itself. Because it was created by his creator to smile endlessly. The nothingness would be more gratyfing. But were human and we weren't built like that. As heartless as I would like to be, I feel it all. Its the feeling of despair and desheartment all at once. A vague set of woods, with silence so overwhelming its sure to drive a person insane, I would prefer that over this anytime. Peace.