F. Jason Whitaker Writer

Chest rising Air in Is exchanging. I'm too tired to Be complaining. Nothing of before Is remaining. I'm here waiting While containing Inside all of those feelings From a lifetime of trauma. I'm going through so much But I've got nobody to turn to When things become too much for me.

Over the time passing Moon rising I'm guessing Last night dreaming Everything seeming Standstill Morning pill For depression Regression As I feel this moment  It's overwhelming Being uncertain About everything to come After this moment is done.

Lonely I'm alone everyday. Waiting for change When change takes So long to become... I'm going through Changes to my everything.

I've gone too long without you, I've gotten myself in a place I find foreign everyday. These hours of waiting Watching streaming Dreaming of a better life. I'm going through many things Emotions rushing through me As I contemplate the possible. Do I have a plan? I'm just going through Each day as it comes Pushing me forward...

Good morning Another day I'm not hopeful But I will remain Focused on getting through Each day new I'm still waiting Here for the changes to my life.

These years I've been In the middle of something, Lost in my anxiety I've been overwhelmed By the things I've experienced. Looking forward I hope things Get better but it's not easy To see anything past this moment I'm living through...