"Whenever I look up at the sky in reminded that I do not have a prayer. Prayer does not help me regain the ones I lost. " The same words from two years ago resonated within my mind I felt broken and lost. My energy was depleted, my dreams crushed, and my soul shattered. Who would save me from myself? It definitely won't be me, I tried to talk to myself and reassure my inner me that we would be alright but it was like talking to a blank slate. There was no more life in those eyes. Am I me? I would often ask myself in the mirror while screaming it aloud in my head. Screaming to who? No one listens not even myself.