I don’t have enough tears. Stop. Release this hold. No more trials, no more tests, no more storms. I’m not strong. I know you want me to be, but I’m not.
I don’t have a scream loud enough to express the pain. The disappointment. When will it be over? Is this it? Should I sit and accept what’s happening?
I don’t have emotion enough to get through this. I’m spent. I rely solely on each empty prayer to make it through each day, and I believe I’m slowly failing.
It’s all too much. Why? When? How? WHY? WHY? WHY? I don’t care why, I just know that I want it all to end. There has to be more out there, but I don’t know where it is or how I should get it. Each step I take not only kills another piece of me, it shakes my very core. My soul, she’s hurting. What would you suggest she do?