Something simple.
The trust you place in another.
It brings comfort.
Relaxed mind.
Removing it from a state of constant caution.
Not a bad feeling to have.
Inevitably becoming emotional torment, and possible chaos.
Reflecting on recent actions as my future crumbles.
Scenario after scenario.
Appearing as alternate endings.
Endings for a socially controversial, action, drama, suspense thriller I call my life.
No more me, meaning there could be no us.
All these are thoughts conceived as body is encased in stone.
Eyes pierce wall. Thoughts consistent. Repetitive.
Waiting verdict.