It's a matter of perspectives

The sun shines bright... but its warmth fails to reach the troubled heart. A person's smile brings by a minute stab; the thought of that person's smile sends a confused heartache. The reason is not known. Time files by...

Only a temporary numb. Make myself forget. Incapacitate the ability to feel. The ability to walk away unscathed from the battle. Laughing at myself.

Questions. Pondering. Delusions. Illusions.

Wondering. Wondering. Wondering.

It doesn't make sense. Not at all. It shouldn't be.

Or perhaps it does.

Lost. Away. Gone with the wind. Like sand falling through my hands. Slipping away...

Am I at fault?

..... I dislike odd numbers.

That which serves to remind bring forth nothing but endless torture.