The Clouds Open

The rainclouds gather.  The sky grows darker.  What was hopeful optimisim just weeks ago has turned into a downpour of shit.   It never goes the way we want it to.  I’m sick of all of this.  If I could crawl into a hole in the wall and just live out the rest of my days, I don’t see how it could be a great loss. What’s the use. Who would miss me?   There is no light at the end of this tunnel, just a deep abyss from which there is no use in fighting the fall.   Nothing to do but let time take what is left of me and leave the rest behind.  I’ve already said too much, although it feels like it could never be enough…

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