External Divisions

I feel like I am trapped between worlds, locked between life and death. My entire world has come falling around me, shattering into fragments. It is as if I have run from safety into the mountains — but the Cave of Memories will offer me no peace. I alone am responsible for the circumstances of this chaos, but I do not know which side of the storm is better.

Caught between the life I had and this place, I know neither will save those I love from my mistaken existence. I know that I have a purpose in this life, but I do not know why it should place those I love in such danger. I am already enough of a burden upon them without having the added torment of prophecies. It feels as if the weight of all humanity is about to be placed on my shoulders and already I am crippled, my limbs and back shattered into splinters.

I am scared of what I must go through in this long path that leads so close to both anarchy and salvation. Already the anticipation of that duty tires me. And at the same time I fear what will happen to me once my usefulness has come to an end. I have rejected love so many times to pursue this path that only I can walk. I do not fear being alone right now, not yet. But that fear will catch up with me soon.