Empty, 11.42 pm

I accept the bombings now, no more rage or hope for change, no more blame or search for solutions. Waiting seems like the only option, waiting for what? Peace? Annihilation? Death? Just waiting for the end, at least then I won't have to live in uncertainty anymore. I will know that my plans are doomed and I will finally lose this stupid and destructive little hope that tells me that a brighter future is on the way.