Empty

Right at this moment,
that's all I feel.
Empty.

Helpless and hopeless and just so lost. Like so many around me. A part of me just wants to help all the aching souls. Fix all the gaps in the hearts of so many others. But how do you help others when you can't help yourself? I think I realized something a moment ago. Something I would never imagined reality to be. And frankly, it's not surprising, no. But the deal is I can't to anything to stop/help/fix it. Maybe it's not my problem to fix, but how is it that I am unable to get anything done in this fucking world? Maybe I'm starting to numb; eyes starting to glaze over. But I feel the pain and the guilt and just the wrongness of everything in my life. Sad thing is, I'm not even going through some mid life crisis. Just life. Just like we all are. each and every single other human being on this planet. How do we let this happen to ourselves? How can we be so vulnerable when there's next to nothing standing in our way? Where is the confidence? I feel like a one track mind. My brain's on a train to nowhere. My body's chasing behind knowing it's too late.