“Sound The Count”

...it’s just over a week and I’m going hard AF...

No therapist, no counselor, no family...can determine an end in sight...no one.

I’m gripping at cliffs trying not to fall off and and plunge...figuratively. No worries.

I have only myself to talk to and the wings of the other have flown far, far away...and that’s okay.

Weak, I kneel, wishing well.