Thoughts in the dark

It is like I am living in a desert island. I am distant from people. I rarely call anybody and people hardly call me. It is as if I am already living among the dead. I am almost dead.

People have their lives to concern themselves with. I have no concern or interest in my life. The only thing that is left for me is responsibility. Responsibility to my kids and my parents. I have no joy in life. As days go by, I feel more and more distant from normal life people are enjoying.

My only wish is that time will pass and my kids will grow up and take care of themselves. Then, I will do something to change my life. The first thing will be to leave for a distant place.