I used to be satisfied with what I did, at least that's what I believe now. I believed in things that were very important, or I thought so.
Being spiritually lost now, I can see the dull actions providing me a numb happiness, which did not give me anything apart than a fake happiness.
I want to believe in something. No matter what it is, I just want to have a reason to fight for.
You call it love, another may call it ambition, I may call it happiness today. It varies, but one thing is common in every example: the reason gives you motivation and energy. Without these, there's no meaning in maintaining your soul. Without creating, one can only maintain himself / herself.
This is pathetic. This is wrong.
This should be avoided.
I shall avoid this foul path and rest my soul in a place, where it can find a reason to fight for.
May it be love, hopefully.