Today I find myself stuck in a deep, deep hole with no clear way of escape.
Helpless, alone, unable to reach forth. A path to freedom eluding me.
My mind caught in a sort of quicksand; confounded, constrained by a fate
beyond my control. Reason and intellect fail. Only my death can I foresee.
Tomorrow is an ethereal concept at this point. Nothing more than a dream.
What I would forfeit for another twenty-four hours and a chance at a different destiny.
So my weary, feeble hope must persevere yet a little longer it seems
as tomorrow barely remains within my grasp as my one and only prospect for clemency…