My life is a series of natural disasters.
Every time I feel a little bit up the tidal wave crashes and knocks me down.
The hurricane whisks away all the happiness in my heart.
And I am left a barren wasteland.
From the debris grows something worthwhile.
And then the earthquake comes and shakes and swallows it.
So again I have nothing!
And slowly, slowly I am eroding from the inside.
Someday soon I will just be an empty shell.