This is my favorite stanza"The urge to give up still lingers. It lingers like the scent of a lover. Hovering over me, taunting me, saying all the right words. And with each day that passes, and the anxiety that pushes my limit, I fall deeper into those words. Reality can't touch me; I've been lost in these dreams and nightmares for way too long". This is really brilliant. I like the mataphors. Well done, kel.