There is no known exhaustion,
Like the complete exhaustion,
Of trying far too long,
To make-believe and be strong.
When on the inside weakness screams!
Breaking the profound silence,
Where-in lays the corpse of cherished dreams.
This is the human condition,
A very bitter truth rendition,
At the hitting-bottom reality moment;
In agony lie there, in Pride’s torment!
Embraced truth is humility;
God’s strength survives our weakest moment.