Things happen and there's nothing you can do. It's not something that you can control once your foot steps over the edge and you've tumbled down into an abyss of the unknown.
At the end of the day, I think what we want most are answers to whatever questions there may be that keep haunting us, even whilst we sleep. Whilst we dream. And more-so whilst we fall. We want to understand, to learn, and to accept the intentions behind those hands that pushed us. Still yearning for light's hope of the warmth of spoken truth, we find ourselves absently floating into an empty space, waiting, and waiting alone. Drowning within the dark hole, our hearts silently surround, and we take refuge in what we imagine our fearful ends to be.
I wonder what's on the other side...
At the end of the day, I think what we want most are answers to whatever questions there may be that keep haunting us, even whilst we sleep. Whilst we dream. And more-so whilst we fall. We want to understand, to learn, and to accept the intentions behind those hands that pushed us. Still yearning for light's hope of the warmth of spoken truth, we find ourselves absently floating into an empty space, waiting, and waiting alone. Drowning within the dark hole, our hearts silently surround, and we take refuge in what we imagine our fearful ends to be.
I wonder what's on the other side...
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