Like a piece of fragile clay, my heart has been dashed upon the shores of loneliness. Forever to be crushed beneath its stones and eroded by its torrents. My life as it was is no more. The path that lies ahead is long, cold, dark. There is a light that reaches out to me from the depths of longing, yet the closer I claw towards it the fainter it gets. Confusion, despair, meaningless, cruel. I am.