My cries have fallen on deaf ears for so long that it seems all but hopeless that my prayers will finally be answered... but I know that all things are possible, and continue to pray.
This is the end of a road I have been on for a very long time. It is not one I would have chosen.
I have survived every peril along the way, finding blessings to sustain me, to keep me going for one more day, for one more hour, only to find that the end of this road is filled with the monsters that threaten to take my life.
My heart has been broken into many pieces, bit by bit. Nearly everything that I love and hold dear has been taken... all the love and effort I put into them, all the beauty they contain, dashed upon the rocks... a pile of rubble, and me among them.
I am numb from shock and unbearable pain. I can only cry.
My tears are my blood... my life draining from me.
I sit in silence. Words, unspoken, trapped inside me. I dare not speak, for the time has not yet come. I count the minutes. I relive the memories of the end... I dream of the future and I pray.
DRAMATIC, HUH ?
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