The drums roll,

And you realise that you are alone, after all.
All that you've felt,
All that you've been jubilant about
seem like insignificant memories barely retrievable
with it's existence even unclear.

Life sucks when revelations dawn upon you.
Then it redeems itself again,
But you'll realise it was probably a mirage
When you slip into the pit once more,
Again and again.

ah. today's not my best day.