Nothing
There is no moment.
There is no moment.
There is no moment, no singular even that I can recall that would explain all this. The pain, the uncertainty, the confusion and the frustration. There is no haunted, tortured past; no one who hurt me, no one who can be blamed for everything.
And there was no moment when I realized this. I just is. It has always been this way and it always will be this way...
Moment after moment of doubt and alienation forever. But it's okay. I'm use to it.
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