Here I am. A great Mom. A survivor. An advocate for all that spins your mind. There's a downfall. I regained a glimpse of consciousness in twenty eight days. The pain is unsermountable. I am raw. The ressurection proceeds. All the years I fought to survive. Somewhere to lay my head, currency my vagina... Unawake.Unaware. I floated in delirium. Years passed. I lived life as an object. The disease encased me. Here I am. I see and fight demons everyday. Minutes drag to hours. I am a great Mom. I am a survivor. PLEASE! My dedication is half-assed. My hope is elivated. Help...Where is the answer? I am full of reservation. I am! Energy is law. And the story begins...and fails...and begins...