Things get quiet so life can be heard.

The lights are dim, the sky is grey. People are depressed and going places for things no one wishes was happening. Someone I love is leaving to see someone they love. People are being vague and not really saying much. Details aren't needed from the sad man. As grief takes a person they change, most become reserved, silent. The world is so quiet the sadness spreads. Suddenly you find yourself caring for people you've never met. Wishing to help them. Becoming depressed and losing yourself in the sea of lesser lights. Why do we try, why do we care. Who knows. I'm just a confused kid sitting on a couch typing up my thoughts as they come. So tired. So tired of the sadness.