It seems I've been doing this for a lifetime. Now body heart and soul are tired. Nothing left to do but carry on. No one cares things are perplexing and difficult,even when sleep over takes me the hellish nightmares are worse then the blistering heat of the day. It always NEVER enough fuel in the tank so to speak. Yet some how I press on. So far beyond anything I ever have before. Things are Chaos long have I drifted in madness but NOT at this depth! Is it ever going to be more to my life then despair sadness and broken fragmented reality of ambition lost and a dream so old it is forgotten.
