Because I lack a sense of; direction, focus, reason. Nothing I do makes any sense anymore. I am a drifter in this world of chaos and beauty. Oblivious to the oncoming train that is societies fads and gimmicks. Sick and tired of the way I feel about my surroundings and the constant contemplation of leaving it all. I dread life with each step that I take down the stairs to the abyss towards redemption. Until one day I was asked a single question. Why do I take the stairs instead of falling. I pondered the thought. Filling each empty step with my footprint, counting every step, pressing on each step, moving in the constant pattern. Why do I descend with the stairs?All Rights Reserved
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