Considering the pain...the fatigue...the general unease at which is my mental level at any given point of the day...it has gone fair.

Questions loom, doubt grows and walls make themselves known.

Being who I am and what I am...I don't know.

Breath in some life to me...these bones are weary...broken and unable to prop me up.

Love, You promise it to be overflowing and a world without end.