A common theme keeps playing over and over in my drama filled life. The poems represent ten years of great loves, pure passion, painful loss, unnecessary suffering, deep depression, heated anger, hopeless anxiety, renewed hope, coping and resilience. I've struggled with depression and self-loathing for most of my life. I've gotten knocked down so many times in the pursuit of success to serve. I have lost my salvation over and over. I've done some good, just not quite enough. Sometimes I stay down longer than I should. There is a lesson here, but I don't quite know what it is. Maybe now that It's organized, I can find the clues I need to stop making the same mistakes, aka stop being crazy.