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?