"Are you okay?"

I respond as quickly as I can so they can't see the earthquakes in my voice, the tsunamis in my eyes or the drought in my heart.

"As okay as I can be!"

Every morning, I wake up and promise.

Today I'll be different

Today I'll be better.

But the night is all the same and I wonder...

Who corrupted who?

The world or me?

...

The nightmares are still raw.

The fights are still fresh.

The memories are still haunting.

I'm tired.

I don't feel like getting up again and run.

I can't go on.

Not anymore.