• Finally, everything collapsed.
    I have no foothold. All things will get harder, the pressure increasing.
    Should i not resist these shackles of torment?
    allow it to pull me farther into agony, sorrow, and betrayal?
    Feeling the pressure as it crushes my body and soul.
    Death will release me?
    Willingly give in or Should i live and fight?
    Rage against the very forces i gave into.
    Live for my loved ones. To not give in to a selfish death.
    I extend my hand towards the very power that can set me free from these shackles.
    Your support. Your friendship. Your love.
    With this i can do anything.
    Break free, radiant joy spreading through my being!
    Will you extend your hand to me?