I am doing my best.
Amongst the big mess.
I do what I can.
He's still a good man.
We try then we don't.
We'll do well or we won't.
Thoughts run thru my mind.
Almost all of the time.
The pain is unreal.
I continue to feel.
Asleep for too long.
Knowing something was wrong.
Now awake as I share.
Thank you for being there.
Behind doors, I will cry.
I'm not ready to die.
I'm still finding my voice.
I now know I have choice.
Another week or a year.
This boat I will soon steer.
