I am Diaper

• Published:November 23rd, 2008
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I am so very tired and weary of my life, trapped in the body of a diaper. My choices are not mine. I can do nothing but hope that at some point I’ll be opened up, and catch a fleeting glimpse of the world beyond mine. And yet I am not blessed with memory for the beautiful things. Only the shit that is mine. Whenever I ask God who am I, he tells me that my life function is all. But I struggle to accept that. And the more I struggle, the more he baits me, throwing me deeper and deeper into the darkness. Is this how I shall be saved?