Hands working.
Brain awake but asleep.
Legs moving.
Explosive motions and sudden judgments.
Dangerous paths and deadly encounters.
Blank eyes but cautious mind.
Paranoid thoughts replaced with beneficial capabilities.

The loss of partnerships but the rememberings of what was significant and what was weakening.
The choice of silence over speaking.
The preference of secrets over spilling.

People come and naturally, people go.
Sometimes people love and sometimes their condemnation follows you around.
Their doubts will thrive and their support will give up.
Their absence becomes day-to-day,
You realize their presence was perilous.

What good comes from bad?
And why does happiness make one sad?
Perhaps when you know the euphoria isn't true and...