It's terrifying how unhappiness creeps in and settles in the cracks of "okay."
Is it ending? Is it ending?
I'm dying to know.
Is it ending?
Let me know.
What does "forever" entail?
All we have to do is stay.
It doesn't matter how or why.
As long as we're here.
But when it ends,
Please let me know.
I want to welcome it.
Like the crack of dawn,
Sun shining, rays blinding
I'll look, I promise.
I might still be afraid the light.
But what can I do,
When it makes more sense to live
Than to stay in the dark.









