What have I done to deserve this?
Of all of the people on the planet, why did God choose me to carry this burden?
Is it a test?
Is it something that I did wrong?
How am I supposed to cope with it?
I know I should find the sliver lining, but some things go beyond that tired cliche. Who do I turn to? Where do I run?
The time to run into my mother’s arms has long since passed, and every day I miss it more
How I miss the times when ice cream and candy were all I needed to solve the problems of the world.
A time when a simple kiss and the forehead and pat on the back were all I needed to know that it would all be OK.
But that time has long since passed.
Is this it?
Is this the end?
Has the whole book been leading up to this tragic final chapter?
Have all the wrong decisions finally come back to haunt me?’
I guess it had to end like this.
I guess I have to live with my mistakes.
I guess what goes around comes around.
I knew the good parts had to end.
But why did it have to end like this?
Over, before it ever had a chance to begin.
The Billion Dollar Bracket,
Ruiner of lives.
Shatterer of dreams.