There comes a time when the ever-recurring cycle breaks you.
There comes a time when you stop because you are just...
tired of the fight.
When is the end of the rope?
When does the tide stop coming in, pounding your will relentlessly, over and over and over?
Why is faith and love not enough?
Despair resides where only you can see and feel while all others meager attempts at glimpsing a fraction of what is your reality, fall before they even take flight.
Who draws the line?
Who says when its been enough?
After a while, you let the tide take you.
After the long days and nights, weeks and months, and years that feel like eternities have knocked you down so many times, the small flickering light of hope goes out.
It gets to the point that you see what your reality has become and its easier to just...