we do come to the end of everything. Like when you have not reached where you started for, and, you know there is a long way to go, but this is the end of the road. This is when you look around you... within you.
You shrug. So, this is all that I have. You sigh. And, this is all I don't want. Maybe, change a little so I can adapt and live with all that I have at the point that I have reached.
this is a phase of figuring things out and healing myself and accepting... and, trying to make sense.