crux ad infinutum.

struggling.

i am finding it hard to keep up.

words in me echo, but none of it

..............forceful enough to push me;

..............powerful enough to rule me.

feeble.

where doubt reigns,

and trust, misplaced…

…leaving me unguarded and unmoved.

outcast.

nobody knows of this dreadful tribulation;

morosely battered;

and beaten by such spiteful pangs.

miserable.

i am fearful of uncertainty;

deluded and numbed.

and in this monotonous cycle,

i break,

i bleed;

this is what i shall be,

for this, is what makes me human.