Why do I fear so, for eternity is long and restless?
For, if this was meant to be, why is every fiber in my being denying me happiness?
If this was the right thing to have, why is my soul so drawn out, exhausted, uncelebrated?
In every corner of my mind, warning signs have gone off, and I can no longer turn the blind eye...however, what keeps me here? At this abhorred of a place, this situation less than o, fortune for me?