Bless me anyway.
I want more life.
I can't help myself.
I do.
I've lived through such terrible times and there are people who live through much, much worse.
But you see them living anyway when they're more spirit than body when they're burnned and in agony.
Death usually has to take life away.
I don't know if it's not braver to die, but I recognize the habit.
The addiction to being alive.
So we live past hope.
If I can't find hope anywhere, that's it.
That's the best I can do.
It's so much not enough.
It's so inadequate.
But. Still
BLESSE ME ANYWAY.
I WANT MORE LIFE.