FEELS LIKE EVERY TIME I THINK OF TAKING A BREATH THATS NOT PAINFUL,
SOME SCOUNDREL OR DEMON REPOSSESSES THE OXYGEN AS IF ALLOWING THIS WRETCH ANY AIR IS SHAMEFUL.
Wherever did I go so wrong to make the Earth beneath my shrinking person so unstable?
NOONE is perfect, yet the more I strive to be a good person, the more I feel like an infant rocked in evil's dark cradle!
I watch...