All I see are numbers...
making dark clouds in my mind...
2 sets of terror
a wicked dream come true...
perfect nightmare in the process...
But yet,
I shall stand even in weakness
of my tired legs...
the roar of my raging voice...
a call...
"Oh God Please aid me!"
I fall on my knees...
my sight darkens...
Just then,
The lightness of my heavy tired body
lifted into the light above...
There I found peace within...
an utter shut down of my system...
the wanting to think no more...
the desire of a stressless moment...
that was it...