Blurred vision as blood and sweat floods my eye. My knees have long lost their strength as my ankles crush under the weight of this responsibility that sits on my shoulders. Another step taken down the road of disappointment and heart brake. Another poor choice that transforms me in to an unbearable anchor that drags all those around me to the bottom of this ocean of broken promises and empry dreams. So I try to drown my sorrow, but sorrow can swim.. .. I dance in the undertow, because there the tears do not show. I laugh in the night, because there you can not see the fear in my eyes. I live under a rock, because I would never survive the world outside. I shed myself of my friends and tear away my responsibilities. A dream and a desire turned into a bottle and a nightmare. I was great once, or was I? This rust has welded my knees to the floor and my eyes shut, though I smile as I breath in the last drag of my cancer. Fore only the dead will see the end of all war, and this is the last day I will ever see of this world. To those who find life so hard they want to scream but nothing come out. Those who feel so sad but the tear just won't fall. That feeling where it gets so hard you start to grow numb. You look for an excape but nothing works. To those few, I know that life and all you can do is just keep going keep moving.. You run untill you cant run anymore. When you can't run- you crawl. Once you can no longer crawl you get back up and run again - Drill Sergeant Adams.