dig this big crux.

when the things that you thought would be there forever finally disappear everything shifts with a big gust of wind that is so loud you are afraid they wont hear your cries to make this ride stop you yell, but there is nobody near forgotten and left in the dust your bleeding,enhancing my fears reflecting a moments resistance i gladly would have taken back what caused it? I lost it my patience exhausted so i swung my fists and fled things are not what they used to be looking through eyes that once could not see i used to feel alone, now i just feel unknown maybe this is the way it is supposed to be