Trapped in the mire, Bogged by indecision,
all around me
still i desire to go ,
I trudge and grope around...
I cant find my way,
I ... think Im Lost....
It begins to rain,
I cant run... in fact Im now sinking
Slowly but surely,
I try calling out but my voice is lost..
soon hailstones from above
begin to rain on me,
It feels like 1000 blows raining on me simultaneously,
Im in pain....Im hurting
I feel like crying
I feel dejected,despondent,
depressed,sad,
Im sinking in the doldrums.....
all around me is thorny,
It feels like many sharp broke bottles are there
pricking my torso
and my feet are giving way
