contemplation.

[pic is finished on December 16, 2012; posted on January 3, 2013]

and there will always be a runaway to that corner where no one can exactly see you, just to give you the chance to contemplate and actually find out if there's someone that would realize your absence anyway; that someone actually worries even if you're never gonna be good enough for them, or even for yourself.

there's no moving forward, nor the usual falling down. everything stays still for a while. and then breathing becomes constant. and then everything turns dark. and then you realize that all the things that are wrong are the things that are true after all. and then you stare, numbly and into nothingness. and then you realize that you're done.

simply, precisely done.