For the precious few who are still valiantly hanging on - - you know how much I appreciate you.
I still exist and (bitter irony) am still valiantly hanging on (see, we share similar traits).
I hardly have the strength.
In truth, I'm desperately grasping on a very thin thread, attatched to an enormously endless nightmare. Sometime soon the thread will break. It's an evil inevitability. Often I pray that it will.
I pray with acute trepidation.
It is said that we are given only as much as we can bear.
While pondering this, should I laugh or cry?
Of course, there are others bearing far worse things than I.
I despise my present existence so intensely, that I often extract my soul from the putrid remnants of my body.
And I let my soul soar through limitless uncharted realms that could have been in the past.....or perhaps might be in the future.
It is the only plausible escape.
Escape.....what I wish for.
Jon
I won't abandon you, precious ones. Updates will sporadically appear.
This post is absolute crap - - which is the only reason I've disabled comments.
