Hiding

And we'll forever hide behind the darkness of uncertainty. Where everything is quiet yet deafening. Where everything is dark yet blinding. Where no ray of sunlight hits the ground.

Where nobody can see, but the eyes cannot be shut. Where the mind is constantly haunted by uncontrollable images. Where we constantly wish that the saying "Ignorance is bliss" were forever true.

We run, but we aren't getting anywhere. We're tired, but cannot stop. Controls are useless.




Are you hiding? Or are you lost? Are you out of control?



Bummer.