Faceless, nameless, I am nobody, who are you. Do you like the way I write, I can turn a swan into a golden snake on a frozen lake. I'm unhappy, I am unbearably unhappy. I'm bitter. It doesn't matter how many faces I see, faces that look at me or look away, people have hateful hearts and all I do is ask for grace, the God of all grace, bless them, it's not for me, it's for them, I don't want anything and I deserve this empty hurt, pain and sorrow, unbearable grief and anger, Christ alive it's overwhelming and it's killing me, I deserve this, I deserve it. You've made me empty, hollow and alone, I deserve it, thank you, it's my only life.