I look through the darkness. The stench is strong and the wails
in the distance are calling me, begging me to come. The headache is stronger than ever
before, and the pain in my chest is unbearable.
But I strive forward, I'm pushing forward through the abyss and confusion. I'm tired of
the lies and deception. I'm moving on, breaking through.
I'm turning the page, and the story is getting better. I can see the light. I can feel the
truth. I can taste the joy.
It's not much farther now.. The pain has gotten stronger, but it's worth it. If I can
survive a little while longer, I'll be free. I can see tomorrow and beyond.
I will continue to move, I will live, I'm breaking through.
puppy - 4/21/98