I feel helpless, hopeless, too low to call out, too weak to think. Impotent tears dribble down.


On the Side of the Angels: The Second Volume of the Journals of Elizabeth Smart (ed. 1994)

Elizabeth Smart Quotes

I feel helpless, hopeless, too low to call out, too weak to think. Impotent tears dribble down.

I feel helpless, hopeless, too low to call out, too weak to think. Impotent tears dribble down.

I feel helpless, hopeless, too low to call out, too weak to think. Impotent tears dribble down.

I feel helpless, hopeless, too low to call out, too weak to think. Impotent tears dribble down.