Here I lay in need of a site change
Yelled at by a growing naseau yet
Pulled away by fear of failure
Everything feels doomed
Repudiating these thoughts seems
Gratuitous at best!
Life beckons me onwards though
Yearnfull for better things I am;
Conflicted by aimless forces
Everything seems vague though
Morn still sits upon the horizon
I will arise again
All is not yet lost!
t1dme 
No all is not, and never will be lost. We fight because what real choice do we have otherwise.