I feel tired, like the defeated armies of the lost wars,
I am in the dark, like the bats disappointed with the light,
I am in my dead end, like the snow flake lost in the blizzard,
I am out of control, like the flooding rivers that burst their banks,
I feel hopeless, like the zebra caught by the alligator while crossing the river,
I am moving in pain, like the wounded deer running bleeding after being hit.