Looking for answers, I have tried all the normal routes. They all tell me to
forgive and be
patient, but how much patience is harmful? How much should one take
in the name of love? Sanity running thin and heart growing cold, isolation and negativity circle my thoughts in a desperate fight to stay alive mentally. No one has my answers but me.
the sands of time will speak only rhythm
so as to honor the cycle of life
all die and decay to be born again
It's been laid out on the table... the cat's let out of the bag. Her tears keep me from throwing it all away. Threatened suicide can only take one so far. The time for solutions is
nigh.