Choices made

Choices made

Sitting here in the semi darkness

I wonder if I’ve made the right choice. 

There are times in life when things

Should somehow remain

The same.

Is it because I always want so much more?

Is it because I always want instant gratification? 

The final question demands brutally

What is it that you

Want?

I press my cheek to the cool metal 

Then feel myself slip into a senseless void

An empty place which only contains

Me

I can’t feel if my belly is touching it or not

Numb remnants of a recent surgery

That left another place

Empty

And silence can only crush against my ears

When I chose to pay attention

But I’m busy focusing on

Nothing