There's that point at which nothing can happen,
that moment when there's no up or down
but simply what is.
to some horror, what is... is exactly that.
nothing... sometimes something.
and despite the efforts, it can go either way.
sometimes it's worked through,
things pull a bit and the balances switch.
it's only after that, only after then can you
really see past the other things. it's after those
tense times that you learn the life lesson that
can only be learned by doing that.
and then...
sometimes things don't go through.
and it's in those times that i'm forced to watch,
watch as my friends struggle with it, watch as i
have no choice to watch them drown,
watch them die out and give it up.
and here i am, stuck watching because i have
not a single way to explain to them;
not a single way to show someone is watching,
no way to show that
someone worries if they come back the next day.
