| Saturday February 4, 2012:
I wake up and I feel empty inside. I feel as though I woke up and someone stole my hope from me. I did not feel motivated to wake up today. I feel dead inside and wish that spirit would take my life in my sleep. YET I know Spirit will not grant this wish. I am trying so hard to be strong even when the entire world feels wrong. I wrote something for you:
There was time I heard the wind,
The gentle sway I know and danced,
However in the shadows the rain becomes my soul,
I try to move however the echoes,
Become the drumbeat to which my breath was taken away,
The reflection now cracked
Where hope should have been,
The emptiness becomes the ocean,
Where once the eagles flew,
They said there is no more dance,
Yet upon they words, thy actions,
The subtle touch, I know thee,
To walk ways in the light is a fight we must endure.
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