Ominous

The end draws nearer.

Will I be man enough to retain a facade? Will I be strong enough to keep it all inside?

I fear these feelings may poison my actions should I seal them within. That rage, rancor, grief, bitterness, and nihilism will cloud reason and everything else.

I cannot lose her. Though circumstances are pulling us asunder. Different social classes and religious orders threaten to divide us.

I do not care if it's right or wrong. I want her.

Opaque clouds loom above.

And I stand alone.