Comments about SKS SKS
As I lay down on my settee
Glaring into the empty ceiling
The noises from the television appeared not to interrupt my thoughts
I let them get the best of me
I thought I’ve moved on
It had not occur to me that life was passing by rapidly
And I was still stuck in the past
Mentally stuck in a hole of dark matter
I thought I let go
I’m afraid to admit that I still get the nightmares
I still am confused
And I am still scared
Why can’t I let go?
Am I a masochist? Do I take pleasure in my own misery?
Questions running through my head
And slowly by ...