Alone, forgotten, and welcoming the end knowing all that’s waiting is silence, peace, and the sadness of wondering if you could have lived better.
yet the sad, lost, and coward you want nothing but the answer that can make you what you are not, and what you fought to not be. where you brave enough? have you done enough? are you allowed to rest? you hoped someone else would answer.
but there was no one. of course there as no one, death was always but a transition. And the questions you ask could never have been answered by anyone but yourself in […]