Dreams of nothingness. Dreams of silent abandonment from all those around me.
Treasured roles —
A need to be needed. Needed. Silent screams for freedom.
That which fills me, depletes me.
That which completes me, breaks me.
An identity lost in a fog of who I once was. Blinded by the reality of who I am.
Visions of solitude shielded by a panic of isolation.
A quest to evolve in a shadow of complacency. The illusion of distance. Close, yet far away.
Challenged to face the unknown. An unchartered path to selfhood. Endless possibilities for a life yet lived.
Inspired by The Daily Post word prompt “lukewarm.”