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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