the sky is falling my ceiling of hope is at war with serenity. my limit of faith is decreasing i need an escape but have no where to hide from internal perception the scars have yet to appear and yet i feel less me less woman less sexy semi empty despite findings of others like me it doesn’t stop my personal pain others in debt wont erase my strains others with hope I only wish to regain and why me. my sky is falling that minor surgery has me thinking negativity searching for a release from internal perception. before the scars appear. Before it sets in Permanently.