What if forever looks like this?
What if it gets better from here?
But then again, what if it gets worse?
What if I go wrong somewhere, and everything falls apart?
What if I am brave and it works out?
What if something wonderful happens?
What if I cut myself some slack?
And you, what if I ease off of you a little?
Why am I so hard on you anyways?
Who left me so judgmental and unkind? Frustrated and warped within my own frustration?
Why can I not stop the rancor that I feel?
The deep desire to scream?
The strong impulse to lay on the floor and laugh until I cry and laugh again?
Is this madness? Is this love?
Will I ever feel like me again?
