Life's not been as simple as I wanted to believe, but then again, as an Equisol? My life was never simple.
Parents never in the picture.

Siblings got other things to worry about.

I got my own thing to worry about.

... yet, lately, I find myself yearning for them more.



I can't..

Can't.

Can't.

relate to them at all.

Why? 

I want to.

I love them.


They're my flesh and blood.

But I don't care.

Whatever he did to me, made me that way.

I'm not dead.



But am I?

Am I still alive?

... it doesn't feel like it.

it doesn't feel like anything.

It's all gray.

I thought this would be true control, but...

I am losing.

Everything I care about.