Awakening
As soon as I woke up this morning, I had a sinking feeling. Not the good, make-you-want-to-live sinking feeling... but the black-hole, nothingness kind. As soon as I woke up this morning, I knew that something had happened. Some desperate, cosmic change had overcome the universe. I kept asking myself, "What if...?" And then I would tell myself that nothing like that would happen. It wouldn't.
It couldn't.
And then I knew. Now everything that I once believed in is seeming to shiver. It's seeming to shudder under someone's thumb. The future, in its infinitely changing kalidescope, is waving a finger in my face. Part of me claims that "It won't happen" and that "It'll pass." BUt the other... darker... malicious half... makes me wonder. It makes me want to scream.
I need to talk to Greg... but he's at school... I can't worry him...
It couldn't.
And then I knew. Now everything that I once believed in is seeming to shiver. It's seeming to shudder under someone's thumb. The future, in its infinitely changing kalidescope, is waving a finger in my face. Part of me claims that "It won't happen" and that "It'll pass." BUt the other... darker... malicious half... makes me wonder. It makes me want to scream.
I need to talk to Greg... but he's at school... I can't worry him...