When is that we reach a point in life, where living doesnt seem like an action you know how to do, breath, or simply remember what it is…
WHY is that we learn to minimize our life intake and appreciation to what we once knew?
Then when we realize it, then what?
What do you do when you find your burning soul living in a body that keeps beating but with a brain that remians dead?
However, If our soul remain alive, somewhere deep down inside is there hope… is that where we begin, feeding, neutering our SOULS?