How much longer can I stay?
So much of me would go
So much of me would pack my baggage and take off for parts unknown
Anywhere but here
It closes in
All around me
And, yet, I fight it off
Keep it at bay
But why?
Why do I fight it
I don't even know what it is
Always there
A sort of golden dust
Luminescent
Playing with me, or so it seems
Closing in, pressing
And yet not, not closing in at all
Just floating there in space
An irritating presence that will not let me rest
And how I need to rest
Let down my guard an hour or two
No more of this
I want clear space around me now
Space to breathe
Just one cool breeze to blow it all away
For, in truth, I cannot be here much longer
Up above
Up above the blinding light
Waiting
I've fought so long
And fought so well
And still it will not go away
Not even for a second
And, I.....poor me
I cannot go from here
For there is nowhere else on earth that I could ever be

Bobby,

Here's the part I hope you will remember:



You have indeed. It's been great sitting here in this forum with you and seeing all the progress you have made. If you look back to 2004 I bet you can see the difference too. It takes too long, yes. But every step forward is a precious and important one.

Much love,
Larry

senor Bobby,
start believing it now.

ribbit. the frog has croaked....