I have had a month of revelation. And nothing, not a single damned thing, compares to what I've learned in the last 48 hours.
What the hell am I supposed to do now?
When every dream I've ever had has been shattered
When I look at the world and see a tower of rubble
When all I want is to be beaten because it will hurt less than this torture
When all I am is random pixels
When I turn a corner into a dead end
When I can't protect the ones I love
When I don't know if I can endure the joy of another sunrise
When every god I know has clay feet
What do I do?
What the hell am I supposed to do now?
To quote my brother: Deal. Cope. Go on.
Because what other choice do I have?
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