Building up to bring nothing

Where does the warmth come from when everything is so cold?

It only hurts for a moment

It’s the same thing but slightly different

That I’m here but there’s nothing to be done or said for it

Happy day

For whatever reason

Happy your day

It doesn’t mean anything to say that these are same ones I had before

It’s already broken so what is putting it back together

Does it reach even the darkest places?

The silent great something that I somehow have to believe wanted me here for whatever reason

What is faith and why do I need it when I already uncovered the truth of the demon

Of hope

The strange consequences that are never consequences

I can’t hold it

I don’t want it

Just like I didn’t want the war

Don’t leave me with this monster that tells me it’ll be okay

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