When the sky’s bright curtain ceases I’ll still be here. I cannot allow myself to allow myself to go to that place where everything feels right but nothing ever will be. When I’m worn out from the constant peace, I’ll take myself out to that place because I can’t stand your manic voices, faces, smiles, choices. The place told me that I’ve been there forever. That could be true but all that I know is that that place will be calm and clear if I stay there forever.