My days are almost endless… as if they have blended into one excrutiatingly long minute.

I have patiently awaited the flashing moment, where I can see a sliver of change.

Living with the hope of catching my way out.

If only…

If only I had the tools.

If only I had the strength.

If only…

My journey has been everything but easy… as if the great divine has purposefuly made it impossible.

Haven’t I proven myself yet? Have I not defeated what was meant to destroy me?

What more can there be?

If only…

If only I had the tools.

If only I had the strength.

If only…

I’m here just floating along the waves…waiting for land to find me.

I have exhausted all that I am to keep myslef afloat.

I’m more than ready to drown.

If only…

If only I had the will.

If only i could end this.

If only…

If only I could sleep…

If only that sleep could be eternal.