Is this all that there is?
Can I not expect a beyond this experience?
This thought scares and disappoints me.
There has got to be deeper meaning, there has got to be more beyond this.
But I feel that what I know is mere shadow.
The darkness has descended,
And all I can feel is the emptiness.
I am alone.
I am afraid.
A veil has fallen over my mind.
You know, it is ever so hard to let go. I don’t want to label my beliefs as superstition, but at the same time I don’t want to hold on to something that isn’t true. I’m having to let go of so much that I’ve held dear, because I’m realizing that I’m more than a rat in a box.