i was talking to you in english, so i will try to write and express myself.

i'm feeling sick of feeling nothing
i can't write
i can't see
i can't draw
i'm drowned
can i run of this?
can i escape of this feeling?
i'm not unhappy
i'm just tired of this emptiness

sometimes the only way out is the way we can't see
it is not invisible
it is not hided
but i wouldn't find it

searching the right words to put here
finding things to think