Reclusion Perpetua

"Dreams are shattered, hopes are battered,

Yet with new status one is flattered!

The irony of it-detention, and all:

Be so small, and stand so tall."

This is how my acuity had brought me so far. Ensnared in ever so boundless chasm of oh so beguiling bedlam.

Him.

Work.

and the breathe in between.

So stuck. :(