Do not follow me, lest it lead you to ruin. The road I travel on right now is one that only I may walk.

On either side lie the cliffs of my own mortality. To falter would bring oblivion.

The path ahead is uncertain, and transient. The ground shifts beneath my feet along my way.

My destination is unknown. Perhaps my journey will lead me to a place of solace. Or it might just end in the darkness of the abyss.

In time the way may widen, allowing another to walk beside me. Or maybe it will narrow even further, to the width of a tightrope, even more treacherous than before.

It's hard to say. I won't know until I get there. For now I just put one foot in front of the other, and keep my eyes ahead.

I walked thru Hell, and the flames burned away the person I thought I was, leaving a stranger in his place.

With time I have slowly gotten to know this new person, both stronger, and weaker, than the one before. Less emotional, and more guarded.

Happiness and pleasure are still kept from me, but I have learned to laugh again. Without that I would still be nothing. A walking shadow, waiting for death.

I slowly learn to live again as the days go past, waiting for the future to come, when I can leave this place I find myself, and move forward.

My end still waits for me, but it will not come today.

One of the greatest tragedies in life is that the people that the world be better off without aren't the ones who feel that way.