As the day turns to night and the weeks pass into months…
I fall deeper into a despair of nothingness…
A void never filled to the top…
Always half full or just completely empty…
Yet anxiously awaiting substance…
Meaning, purpose…
Some sort of renewal…
But I constantly pose questions that are never to be answered…
Always to be continued…
Like a never ending sequence…
But as I begin to understand the equation…
I find myself hanging off a cliff…
A cliff of uncertainty and risks…
Should I trust you and fall faithfully???
Or continue dangling like puppet???
I'm hesitant…
Because I've been here before…
But as usual I give you my trust and let go…
Hoping that you will catch me…
But your once solid person became ghostly and faint…
It was a facade…
But like they say everything ain't for everybody…
But my interpretation is happiness and sanity is not meant for me…
