What is a man to do with a heart that cannot take anymore pain? He is a shadow of humanity. A broken vessel that cannot hold anymore. A sail that is so tattered that the wind cannot be caught. An uprooted tree.

It feels that my blood now circulates backwards. Poison is in my veins. I would do anything to feel something different.

Let the Water flow over me.

And maybe someday I can stand on solid ground again.