Anger. Coursing through the inside out.
Sadness. On my knees, cursing the lord.
Contentment. Emptiness left behind from the sacrifice of your transcendence.
I fought against the world, always searching for you in the crowds.
I went against "fate" because if the stars actually align- they wouldn't have taken you, leaving me behind.
This cant be what life has in store, im not even begging for something more.
