No heroes in my sky

...no heroes to get behind, no role model to look up to. No idols left to worship. All fell to their demons, or worse. Feel so numb, I'll get over it. I have to.

At first it was sad, then maddening. In the end, it was so exhausting and ultimately not worth it. The pages became darker as yesterday grew older. Sickening. So much so, perhaps that near-misfortune was a sign. The time to reminisce that had passed, though.

Always cornered, always left to my own devices. I wouldn't mind that, for this is indeed a familiar plot in my life. I looked at the empty sky, and wished to scream my lungs out.

I just walked away instead. As usual.