It started off slow, like when the leaves change from green to orange in the fall. The thoughts of tomorrow start to obliterate the heart and the soul as the pain from yesterday conquers the mind. I awake every day wondering where this road is taking me. Is it taking me to the depths of my dreams, or is this road just here to guide me to my worst, most dreadful, nightmares?  As I lift myself out of bed, I walk towards the window. I slowly place my knees on the solid ground. I look out the window into the clear blue sky, but to me it’s dark and life threatening, as if my world, my life, is closing the curtains to say, “This is the end.” I close my eyes as tears drip onto the windowsill, my lungs gasping for air. I rest my elbows in a puddle of pain and disaster as I lay my head in the palm of my own bitter hands. For a few seconds I think about the dirt road that I started on but then took the wrong turn to lead me to where I am today, oblivion.