In us.

We do not happen to them,
They happen to us.

There are events
That place you in another realm of existence,
An existence that you were not consciously
Aware of,
But knew it existed all along.

These events, these happenings,
Deposit something in you that
Fades over time,
Yet continues to haunt your soul long
After
It
Is
Over.

These events change you,
Mold you,
Destroy you,
Rebuild you,
Propel you.

I have seen the edge,
And it is harder and harder,
As the days go by,
To not want to keep going,
And see all,
That there is to
See.