Where would I go, that does not bring me back to you?
I look at you, and I am struck blind by what I cannot see. And yet, I seek.
I listen to you, and I am left deaf by what I cannot hear. And yet, I harken to your call.
I speak with you, and I am dumb for what I cannot say. And yet, I converse with angels.
You give everything and still I am empty.
The curse of every man. A void that this world cannot fill.
For what I do not know. The impenetrable depths of this riddle called my life confound me.
Faith over Despair, I take another breath and live.