An Honest Evaluation

Black circles under my eyes, yesterday's make up. Drinking caffeine, hoping it kicks in soon to energize me for the neccesry tasks at hand. A dark night of the soul. One crisis after another for three and a half years, this particular one feels darkest and today it makes a year in duration. My daughter's need for my survival keeps me fighting the tide of dispair for another gasp of air. Believing You are able to cause me to feel the pleasure of Heaven in my very being, living amidst the nearly dead until you do. Though my efforts are weak and poor, I have done all I am able. Your turn.