When you lose everything you once had in mind, and in spirit you are a lost cause..
All is pain and guilt, suffering and neglect.
Love becomes a distant regret,
life persists instead.
You do me favor and I feel cheated, deflated, frustrated, and elated.

I feel nothing that makes any joy or choice: lie to myself
and mate with *******'s voice.

Glide on the edge of functionality and insanity, with or without holes, or breakdowns.
I see break through's and grade schools, improving my balance
and granting me the wisdom to stay humble,
and over time stable.