i see ghosts

It's all good now. It's really good.

I trust but, nothing ever was mine for that long.

Maybe it's not in my hands. It never could be.

Why do i see it slipping away so clearly?

Was it never meant to be?


Damn you fate. Damn you destiny. Damn you... you who dares to stand where i stand now. Damn.


But it's all good now. Maybe not tomorrow, but it still is now.

Make the most out of it. Now. While it's still there.