unpleasant

the computer is insufficient... the body is dying... the space is filthy... the laundry is not done... the worries are coming... the doubts are forming... the hope is waning... the mind is going numb... the heart is sleeping (will it die in it's sleep?)... the child is crying (promises are meant to keep)... the way is wobbly (and the lost are being found)... the best I can do is hope someone comes around before I'm gone... and I leave these words behind to carry on...