I find myself staring at a stranger.
This person stole my life.
This person kidnapped my future.
This person buried my dreams.
This person burned my bridge to success.
It killed me.
I find myself fighting off the demons.
The battles tend to drown me.
The strength I have left winds up on snooze.
The courage I get to plan my war ends up loosing.
The understanding I hold on makes me doubt.
Yet I still pray for clarity.
Questions pop up in my head.
Thousands of questions and zero answers.
Thousands of concerns and one certainty.
Thousands of equations and several solutions.
Thousands of dead-ends and one exit.
Thousands of self-doubt, but one believer.
Am I doing ANYTHING right?
How do I make it stop?
How can I love myself if I can't understand it?
Do I give up or give in?
Now I have five hours and fifteen minutes to sleep.