Silent Prayer

Fourteen beds in all
Fourteen different stories
White binds them all,
in pain, in sheets.
Beads, them all, in a rosary.

Yes, me after all.

First up, why the name, you might ask.

I watch Spelling Bee every year without fail. That.

'A weary or pessimistic feeling about life; an apathetic or vaguely yearning attitude'. That too. Largely.

Why that is, is what this blog will largely be composed of, besides the random rambling i am wont to.

Well, come all then.