Burn it away. I just can’t see it.
Always there. Like a splinter.
Never subsiding. Only sinking. Deep into subconsciousness.
A dangerous place. Where all of my deepest fears collide and give way to new coping mechanisms. They teach me how to lie to myself and push the negatives aside.
And now there is nothing but joy.
But something is missing, as if I’m no longer myself. Like I’m only half of what I should be.
As if the spectrum of life suddenly became one color.
Maybe there’s more to life than goodness. Maybe evolution had all kinds of emotions in mind for proper functionality of our brains.
Many people claim to have the answer. Many people try their best to ignore. But life continually presents itself in all kinds of ways.
It’s when you fall off your bike, then start wearing a helmet.