Day #26

Does it make you wonder about all your failed quests?
Is it hard to prove something to yourself when you don't know what are you proving? 
Are you realizing what you already know, about your shivered boneless spine?
There is this overwhelming flood of excitement that climaxes to empty into nothingness. .
A Nothing of no emotional memory.
A Nothing with bland motion-pictures in random order.
And there is this subtle aching anxiety of waiting, waiting for all the lies to transcend into honesty.  
Remember the time you were given the courtesy of sincerity?
Never.
Because cowardice has always been a safer bed to sleep in.

I'm sorry baby, I can't share it with you.