So many questions, left at the altar of the answer.

Does the hate fill you completely, or does it leave room for more things to be consumed?

When you think about the pain in your heart, is the relief in the reality that it brings?

Why abandon something good so hurriedly, with plenty of memories left to be made and thrown to the fire?

Where does your free time lead you, under the assumption that you feel like doing anything at all?

So many questions, left at the altar of the answer.

One last question, left at the altar of the answer.

Why?