Tragic is a life where you cant find happiness. You know it's there but it is just out of your reach. You experience it in fleeting moments that always have to end. The pointless consistency of another day hoping for something you never get to keep is a cruel existence that eats at your soul and chills your heart. If anyone would truly experience life inside my head, they would never again ask if I was ok. They would understand that every breath is a battle and every thought ...has a darkness at its core. If you look past the mask that I wear you will see the sadness in the empty pools that stare back at you. My silence and absence is not because I don't care, it is because the Hell I exist in is too far away for others to see. You cant share what you cant find and there is no sense in looking when there is no one to share it with. It is called a Dead End for a reason.
Ronnie H. Lee 6/12/2015