I sit here, 2 in the morning. Wide awake. My eyes refuse to close. Tears, for once, run freely down my face. Am I happy for once that I am crying? Of course not.
Have I forsaken myself? Will I be in a self-purgatory once again? What has fate chosen for me? Will I forever be like this? Unable to rest my eyes. Have I damned myself to what is to come? Do I deserve what is to come? Why am I the way I am?
Does Love triumph over all? I still think so. Is there good in every thing? I still think so. Is my future going to be changed? Will I not have the comfort of the future? Do I fear it? Of course I do. I am in the hands of fate. And it seems like I walked right into them. I am forever frozen in this spot until fates decides to place me back in the trail, or until she throws me out and forever.
Scared, more scared than I have ever been in my entire life.
I can't prepare myself for this one. Devistation. Damnation. Self-purgatory. Complete silence. Complete lonliness.
These eyes of mine will not rest till the verdict is dealt.
