Flash!

Him.

Flash!

Her.

Flash!

Them.

Their faces are blurry, blurred by the people I thought they were. 

What hits the hardest are the memories.

They shove through the barricades. Straight to my heart. Like a well-aimed spear, it doesn't miss it's mark. 

Some good but most bad.

Oh and the pain that they bring along. I crave it. Like an addict.

Memories are so comforting. They never change. You will always know the outcome. Unlike the future.

No matter how much the past hurts, the future will hurt more right?

There's no way out of it.

The cycle repeats, the pain never stops, and you keep hurting. 

Life is the roller coaster that always goes up.

But all life is is pain and suffering.

Pain is a roller coaster that always goes up, and up, and up.

And the moment it falls is when pain ceases to exist.

When life ceases to exist.

When you cease to exist. 

Oh but have you ever taken the easy way out.

I look forward to the future.

A future of hope or pain? I don't know.

But I do know.

Remember, pain is a roller coaster that goes up and up and up.

Flash!

Welcome home.