Today, I lost it all, and I can't get it back. Now these meager Seven pounds are starting to break my back. The weight is unbearable, and there's only one way out. To give everything that's left. Including my last breath. Maybe once that's done, I will be able to stand again. We all make mistakes, and I just want that second chance. But I get this feeling that's not going to happen. Because I lie to the one's I love to help those in need. Don't get me wrong though, I'm not doing this out of greed. This weight is crushing, constantly doubling, and I can't Breath. Brother, you were the first. I couldn't bear to watch you drown and the water wasn't even past your ankles. So I helped you breath. Holly, dear, your body was taken by blight. So I gave you Hope, I made you light. George, you're a good person, even when no one is watching. Yet, for some reason you were off balance and under pressure. So I shifted the weight, and helped you stand tall. Nicholas, I don't know you, but I feel like I do. Would you mind if I called you Nick? You're young, just a boy, but you're filled will old blood and prone to disease. I gave you the cure, so you could forget the past and be a kid again. Connie, your covered in bruises, and you have two beautiful angels at your side. They deserve better, You deserve better. So I gave you my house, no strings attached. Now you can do what I never could. Go live your life, make that house a Home. Ezra, you're blind, sell meat for employment, and play the piano beautifully. You're also the kindest man I have ever had the privilege to know. I gave you my eyes, so you could finally See the wonder that is the world, and those beautiful keys you know so well. I gave, and I gave. Then I met you. A girl with big dreams, but tight Seams. I met you and I fell in Love. I gave to you, what I could give to no one else. My Heart . . . literally.
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