I have been very sick the last 4 years. 
My health seems to be declining at a quicker pace.
From years apart, to months apart, to weeks apart, ... I feel worst.
I am anchored, disconnected, and numb.

I want to fly, to soar, to roam, to rise and fall, freely.
I want to live as I was meant and profit from my strength. 
I want to belong.