May the touch of death ever be so grateful when it reaches your doorstep. May your sanity hold the last shiver to it's descent. As I am a shipwreck, it's wood scattered on waves waiting to greet the bottom of the ocean floor. I seethe for this moment, for the pain to finally release. The water smothers me patiently, enveloping piece by piece. I only hope to find redemption in my choices of the watery depths. I am the Captain.