What happens when all you thought you were working for seems to no longer matter.
When there is no rage, just the feeling of slowly slipping away.
When all you have to say seems not worth saying.
When the little world you have built seems so small in comparison.
What happens when all you thought you were fighting for is no longer in reach.. and you question why it was important in the first place.
When the time, effort, sweat and tears seem to be completely pointless.
When you realize all the knowledge you have acquired is useless in the big scheme of things.
When looking back, it seems much more could have been accomplished with less effort.
What happens when there is no more drive...and no more urge to fight.
When hanging on to show that it was all worth it ... maybe just no longer makes sense.
When there is no desire to prove anything, to anyone.
When all the nonsense.. just feels like nonsense, and you don't even remember what you were even fighting for.
What happens when you have lost all motivation, and quitting no longer feels like quitting.. rather - just slowly slipping away.
What happens then?
Random thoughts freewrite on a Saturday night.
