conditioning.

sometimes we get to a moment when we need someone to tell us that we are wrong. that things are not as we see them. and even if they are, they can be changed. sometimes we need someone to show us some light, but reality, it seems, allow nothing but darkness. it reminds me what i saw a long, long time ago, the hopelessness, the quiet despair. i wondered. that is not set yet, it's nothing but a possibility. sometimes, though, it feels like an inevitability, and that feeling is the only belief i have left, for that moment just before all the lights go out.