Does the medicine work? I wish someone would shove it down my throat.
I am growing tired. I am tired all the time. I wish I knew that if I held on a little longer I would get better. Will someone hold me close and tell me I’ll get better?
I stand in the dark. Sometimes I lay. Looking, looking, looking. But, I don’t ever see anyone. I speak and I just hear my own echo.
Her voice is trailing off now.