What is that noise I hear,*shakes head* it’s like an echo in the back of my head, telling me that I need, that I want and that I can’t keep on going on this route to an endless empty existence. *sigh* My eyes feel heavy, *wipes them* it’s like I can’t see anymore, not clearly anyway with the specks on. Drifter, that’s what I’ve become.*looks down* I have no more will power. Stubborn is the word I can use to best describe myself. *bites lip* I know what’s best for me but I’m can’t let myself win, because part of me feels as though I need to go through this to learn. I’m my own worst enemy/critic. But the real question is, when is enough enough? *Look away lost in thought*.