Incoherent Rants

I guess everybloodybeing right now is just jaded. And dessicated to the highest peak. Rotting old cosmic talks and hollow promises and nothing more to that. No actions just words. All i get are words , beautifully formed and structured words that will never be converted into action. Meanwhile my mind is all riot of 10 screaming babies and 5 rock concert at once and the ambiance is just enervated. Emotions thats benumbed by petty beings that was once significant. And all the endeavours at restoring is just futile. You reciprocate but you receive nothing. Benumbed by all the absurdity there is that revolves around me. A vortex of cipher im slowly eaten by. And i feel well. Im able to do normal things and manage this facade of being able to blend in to laugh to curve my lips upwards to do whatever when inside all i feel is nothing.