The silence prevails, louder than the loudest scream. The restlessness gnaws at the heart, and teases the mind. When thoughts wander in a million directions, and refuse to be captured and sorted. Flowing like a river, overflowing with currents. When feelings cannot be contained, but are harnessed against their wish. When the vision is so clear, to a point of being scary, but apathy eventually takes over. When small pleasures are so out of reach. When hard facts are harder to accept.
The emptiness making the void deeper than it ever was. And nothing, nothing can fill it up.
That's when you know, something's not right.