Why have I been chosen, whether by fate or arbitrariness, to suffer these hardships? I am teased by the prospects of what my life would’ve been. These kaleidoscopic thoughts produce a grief I’ve never experienced, outside the death of a loved one. From the plains of this existential purgatory I’m forced to witness the multiple deaths of my future. Therefore this grief and loneliness I feel are a thousand-fold!
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