Red. Black. Blue. Swathes of colour storming away before my eyes.
My mind has been reeling since morning, since I heard. It's unbearable. I am barely at the fringes: the epicentre is far more devastated. But I cannot bear to think, to feel. It is too much.
Life should not be quite so bleak to good people, should not take away even the last shred of hope, the very point of their existence. I have always found questioning these things fruitless, yet, today, I am grappling for answers. There is no soothing soliloquy to be found in silence.
There is worry, of course, worry that stems from tragedy hitting so close to home. I have someone to lose. Hence, I have something to fear.
The truth hits like angry waves crashing upon rocks. One moment, the icy whiplash stings you awake, and the next, the cold dulls you into forgetting what it was like to feel in the first place.
My mind has been reeling since morning, since I heard. It's unbearable. I am barely at the fringes: the epicentre is far more devastated. But I cannot bear to think, to feel. It is too much.
Life should not be quite so bleak to good people, should not take away even the last shred of hope, the very point of their existence. I have always found questioning these things fruitless, yet, today, I am grappling for answers. There is no soothing soliloquy to be found in silence.
There is worry, of course, worry that stems from tragedy hitting so close to home. I have someone to lose. Hence, I have something to fear.
The truth hits like angry waves crashing upon rocks. One moment, the icy whiplash stings you awake, and the next, the cold dulls you into forgetting what it was like to feel in the first place.
"Through the fish-eyed lens of tear stained eyes
I can barely define the shape of this moment in time
And far from flying high in clear blue skies
I'm spiraling down to the hole in the ground where I hide."
I can barely define the shape of this moment in time
And far from flying high in clear blue skies
I'm spiraling down to the hole in the ground where I hide."
I cannot imagine, don't want to. All I can ask is why.
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