It feels as if I'm wasting...

All great beginnings start in the dark, when the moon greets you to a new day at midnight. For life has moments that feel as if the sun has blackened to tar and the entire world turned to ice. It feels as if vile demons have risen from the depths of hell solely for the purpose of banding to personally torture you, and that their genuine intent of mental, emotional, and spiritual anguish is tearing you to shreds. Your heart weighs as heavily as leaden legs which you would drag yourself forward with if not for the quicksand that pulls you down inch by inch, paralyzing your will and threatening oblivion. And all the while fire and brimstone pour from the sky, pelting only you. Truly, that is what it feels like. But that feeling is a trial that won't last forever. Never give up.