I'm being constantly reminded, that I'm not in charge, the ocean waves go deep, and you know what, all those mistakes, they were real, so many questions had to be asked, and now we’re back, bruised and broken, how did our spirit handle all of that, throughout it all, there are still children, so many of these worms, such gross things, but as above so below, one day these kids will grow, discover themselves, they’ll all have a part in the play, work, work, it will all be rewarded, but daddy, can we die yet, the ocean waves continue to ripple, I just want to find some place I can be alone, where I can curl up, and say goodbye, to this sad echo of a life, for all the questions, I want to cry, life can hurt so much, I want to gouge out my eyes, I’m so old and evil, I pray someone saves my life.

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