purgatory is cruel but love is relentless straddle a fence between life and death means whether i will wake tomorrow whether i will be in awe or agony. hushed blanket has fallen over the house at this hour except for the gentle hum of electricity within me and from above. why are you walking so hastily ? have you somewhere to be ? perhaps comfort is not a destination which resides in a temporary soul for the moment. i must seek solace within myself.