how do you sleep?

Sometimes I don't think humanity can become any more unexplainable. The things that are said and done, are unrealistic, too cruel to even imagine. The pain we all have to go through at one point or another. The loss, the gain, the emptiness, the feeling of being so goddamn lonely. Thinking, and wishing that things would get better. That you could finally see that light at the end of the tunnel. That people would finally understand your pain and that your mistakes can be taken away. But the truth is, it will never happen. As much as we wish we could go back in time, change everything we have done and tell ourselves what we know now, we just can't. That's what hurts the most, just knowing that what was done is done and what was said is said. There is no turning back even though how much you might miss it or how much it hurts you every second of the day. It doesnt matter how much you think about it or how much you wish things would have gone differently. The only thing that's left to do is pick up the only pieces you can, and keep walking.