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I find no way out of darkened roomsCarried by this leaden body that can barely moveMy heart is enmeshed with knotted yarnMy soul is torn and the wound found numbI ache to feel but emotion does not have a home here.It is in this deep and craggy hole that I abideWithout strength to climb nor hope that there is somewhere else to beI have given up on the chance of touching a world that can also touch meOf finding another who can be with me.I hear a sob, tears fall