Such a long absence,
this comfortable.
a moment
I thought,
(I believed),
in such a thing
"happy."
I know no destiny,
I make my own.
I know no hope,
I am only that
which I deserve.
I,
the fool,
believed.
I am here,
in this place,
in this job.
I,
the fool,
believed.
I am here,
in these walls,
in this silence,
in this
void
of touch.
I,
the fool,
believed.
I am here,
crumbled
on the floor
as the hum
of the fridge
overshadows
my entrance
