Dear God,
I'm at the end of my rope.
I cant play this tug of war anymore.
I dont want to play this game.
I wont keep trying to win what I've never been good at.
Oh God.
I'm ready and waiting.
I hate the presence of loneliness,
I hate the time spent alone,
and I hate feeling like I'll feel like this forever.
MY GOD!
I'm so tired of trying.
What more do I need to say? to do?
Laid open, here in front of You, what more can I do?
je suis fini.
