Due to a shaky week in which I have been forced to reexamine my life and choices, I will not be able to grace you, my readers, with an endless soliloquy like I usually do. So instead, I shall grace you with a simple but meaningful poem I wrote myself in limerick style.
I call it "A Survivor's Tale" giving a look inside my journey of overcoming my personal demons:
A Survivor's Tale
Since I was but only eleven,
I wanted to go up to heaven.
But staying on Earth,
For all that it's worth,
Will do until year ninety-seven.