Why can’t everything be easy, understandable?
Why has everything to be so complicated and above all is it really worth all the hassle?
Why can’t a friend listen to you the same way you listen to her?
Why is the hole so deep and dark and cold?
Why isn’t your other one here, helping to pull you back up on your feet?
Why does it have to hurt so much and what if you were wrong?
What if you were just wasting our time, your effort, your strength, your joy, your soul and your freedom?
What if everything, life, love, death, eternity was just a joke, a big unamusing big joke?
What if you were alone?
What if you were giving up, would people notice, would he notice?
What if you were to stop pretending everything is ok and let the facade crumble? Would they sympathise with you, would they ignore you, would they ostracise you…?
What if you don’t care anymore?
What happens next? And if everything fails, would you be strong enough to start again?
You are weak and pathetic, a creep crawling in a big hole. A big dark cold hole. At the top the sun shines but it doesn’t reach you. There is no way out.
