

Fate hasn’t been kind, it has stolen all the happiness from my house, the warmth that once was is no more, what’s left is cold,
Too afraid to freak out in an alien place, too stunned to make an intelligible word, Everything I’ve done was to reach this place, and
I’d pick up the phone, my hands shaking violently, I’d hold my breathe, my heart racing as the world around froze in anticipation. ‘This is
Ego is a beast that devours all, it grows stronger with every feed and knows not satiety. Why don’t you comprehend? Hate is a flame
Will it be the same when the years start showing? will it be the same when my face is filled with wrinkles? When the once
In the deepest despair when all comes crumbling, when it’s pitch black and you filled with uncertainity of what’s yet to come, we shall be