Now, here you are. What's this? Howcome you're on your own? Keep struggling while your faith is sinking like a stone, and everything around you is crumbling apart. Anyone else would give their hope up from the start.
But I... I believe in you. I do. I do.
You say that you don't know how long you can withstand when all you're holding on to slips out of your hands. You say it feels just like your time is running out. A lifetime spent on figuring out what it's about.