The storm rages! If only it were rain and wind, i could withstand. But this storm of weariness and chaos and discouragement is too wild!

Pay attention to me! Love me! Need me! Lift me!

I just can't do enough! It's too much and i can't keep up! I'm always falling behind, i'm failing!

I am weary! I would that the serpent would cease and let me heal!

Flee from me, demons! You shade me from the healing light, with blankets of sorrow and failure. I am weary. But the light will triumph!

My eyes are blue-green-grey, like the sea, and just as deep.

I am a part of the structure, like a wall: strong, vital, diligent, reliable! Used, leaned on, and completely unnoticed and unappreciated.

I've been striving and praying for the strength to be my own sunshine and not rely on others to build me up. They don't, and i am crushed. It's stupid.

Nowhere to go for sunshine, no one to seek for shelter. I am yet invisible, except when people are unhappy with me.

The world rushes on, oblivious to my presence. The best i can do is try to remain invisible!

Last night i dreamt i was alone far out in the ocean. The giant waves were pulling me, lifting me to the crest, then pushing me along. I had no boat or device.