Charred Star

Am I the only one who has to hunt happiness? I chase that beast, breathless, expelling energy as it remains ever elusive. Am I alone in my constant disappointment and isolation? Is anyone else shouting into the void, the only sound the echo of your own voice reverberating your loneliness? Do you wake each day to fight again, still fatigued from the one before? Does your hollow heart gain energy like a sinking ship, threatening to consume you as it grows with every heartbroken tear? Do the wisps of your charred star scatter to the edges of the universe?