I do not seek selfish judgment.
I only request answers to my questions.

Who could take away my happiness?
What would posses them?
Where do I go from here?
Why do I try?
How could my blind faith be so very wrong?

For all the hours of labor...
Blood. Sweat. Tears.
All now in vain.
For all the years of waiting...
Time. Money. Happiness.
How could I be so stupid?
Beating a dead horse seems logical these days.
Trying to rebuild what has long since been destroyed.
Time was not the biggest test,
for the challenge of the heart was a much more formidable opponent.