And Yet it seems....
Happiness was a dream? But who's fault is that?
The desire to blame the shadowy figures of my past screams up at me like twisting sounds of a car crash....
but....
Where is my own ability to create joy?
Was it their failure
or mine?
I stare down the long tunnel and wonder....
My escapes have failed me
All is emptiness and silence....
So I move forward, looking for the light at the end....
After all, it is my life....
So I must find my own salvation and my own reasons to dance....
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