The Reset Button (and why I pressed it)

There’s only the emptiness in the dark room

Nothing and everything is screamed simultaneously,

The simplicity somehow reflects my biggest regrets and failures back to me

I’m scarred to see myself and the type of person I had become

But the red light was there, and I didn’t hesitate to push it.

I’ll probably always be an unnecessary emotional mess,

Even when I try to conceal it to be strong for those I’m around.

But at least I’ll feel,

That’s better than nothing.

Who was I, and who was I to be?

I still have my eyes wide open every night while the question repeats in my mind

I don’t think I’ll ever know, and think that’s the purpose of life

You can’t do bad as good will be summoned to you,

And you can’t do good as bad will be summoned back to you as well.

It’s a balance that I was too blind to see.

The future will forever be incomprehensible and frightening

I don’t know what is still significant in my life or not

I don’t understand what’s the purpose here, and maybe that’s okay

I’m not the person I was 2 months ago,

And I wouldn’t necessarily say I’m more wiser,

But more experienced and understanding of the void around me

And I don’t think I’m as terrified as I was when I first decided to dance in it

It’s just a reflection. It always have been.

But it’s a beautiful sight,

Watching all my failures and successes crumbling in front of me

Like a theater with only me in the middle row, in the middle seat, right in front of it.

It’s a clean slate, a rebirth.

Perceive me differently now.

Dive into the eyes of not the person I once was, but the person I’ve become.