Shame

This is like one of those dreams where I am falling down from the top of a cliff. I am struggling to open my eyes to end the fear, while still trying to reach the bottom and know how it will be thereafter. My heart thumps loud, my palms are sweating, and yet I know that I am cold. Free falling and yet captive in the dungeons of my fears. Lost and yet not wandering.

Sitting right where it all started. When you make promises, you know someone will come and put them to shambles, put them to shame.