You run, you run hard
In a stiff road...
Everything which we have ever created
gained meaning by us...
I stand on this bridge
In the middle of two...
I have always seen
My dreams...
Oh God, my God
Who is like unto You...
I'm finally ready
To be me...
In this age of communication on line
Many social mediums are quite fine...
It's kind of amusing how I thought I could close...
Because even though that box is safely hidden...
I feel as though the ground beneath my feet has...
As I kneel I hear the echoes of those who's will...
I feel you, niggling at my conscience. Telling me...
You drove me to the brink of suicide, you...
Never give up,
Never give in...
Hope
hope is waking up every day...