What do you do when your whole life is crashing in on you?
When you're bracing the walls with wobbly boards as fast as you can and they keep shattering, splitting, cracking underthe pressure just when you think you've got it, and you finally think you can have some semblance of order, some semblance of control, in your own life?
What to you do when you don't know what to do anymore?
I can call, but I've been calling.
I can pray, but I don't know if I can pray forever.
I can't try to keep the walls up any longer.
I just want to be free, but I can't get that freedom.
How do I even know what freedom is, if all I've known are walls?
Please, won't You keep it from smothering me? Won't You hold it up, so I can finally see the sky again?
I need to see that sky. Please.
Since when is Life so hard that we can't function anymore? Since when is there so much there's no way to start? Since when did simply existing become so complicated?
When did I stop living and start struggling to stay alive?
I hate it here.
Won't You help me out?
I can't do this