Sitting there, cold rock pressed against my body.
Not a care in the world, focused only on hearing the ocean speak, waves of existence crashing against the shore, waves of being and waves of life.
So many moments like this, where my mind was consumed by the likes of you, and now I can’t help but look back at the beginning, where this all began.
Your smile was different back then, innocent, genuine, real.
I think I robbed you of that the time you wasted on me, broke you down into my insane misery, made you suffer my Insanity, if the world only knew the things you did of me.
They’d lock me away forever, maybe that’s not such a bad thing.
Maybe I shouldn’t face the world and try to integrate, just stay hidden, till it’s all finally over.
You kept me alive, just to leave me to die,
How ironic.
How unfortunate…
Following the pain always leads me back to you.