Author's Note

This is a lot more confusing now, but it all makes sense if y’look at it in a more mentally depressed state.

Cool? Cool.

Enjoy.

cry.

i remember it all. the time went it turned south. hoping to change the future, only to make it worst.

she left the rotten hole we were trapped in.

and we all trusted her

with our

damn

hearts.

the thought is more painful than the experience they say. i’ll never forget that again.

soon, they all left, one by one. i was the one who resisted the urge of falling. they never listened.

i guess our intentions were nevertheless different this entire time.

should i have trusted them then, i ask myself.

one question out of the millions.

i was the one

who saved them.

and this is their response.

they were never qualified for my liking. they never did. they never had.

all that’s left of me is now what resists me from the grasp of undeniable ~~reality~~.

i
take back
my

words.

is this reality?

can it ever be?

what is reality?

the thoughts of my head are now floating, as if drunk on acid.

i enjoyed the ride, bliss of anger and despair showering me.

nothing but comfort in the delusion of pain.

the caterpillar and the butterfly, the same

yet

the

different.