Whispers in the dark
What do you do when, no matter where you turn, more is
hurled upon you, and you summon all of your strength.. and
can barely lift the burdens enough to breathe? When you
can't help but wonder if your friends are your friends
because of you, or because you can do? When you wonder if
you have anything to offer other than strength to carry on?
How do you go on when you're already exhausted?
The pillar of stone beckons.. I still resist that call.
But.. the price is becoming dear.