There comes a day when the pain and darkness becomes less surreal
I now realize the downward spiral that I have been on
This unreal and unforgivable pain of nothingness is a treacherous
road
For every day that seems to shine, the night only comes with more
force
The days and days of unstoppable thoughts of anguish and self-hate
prove too difficult
Dreams of light and tranquility are strong but seem so hard to
grasp
Why is it that without reason and events there is so much grey
and dark?
I want nothing more than to be back where I am strong,
Where I prosper and feel good in this world
Over and over the wheels spin regrets of past and future
How can someone regret the future when it has not yet happened?
Constant drought on my soul and humanity is all that fills me of late
Hope tells me to leave the shade and let the rain of happiness fall
upon me
I feel so blind to the steps that are needed to be taken
Searching, searching…
With any luck, maybe soon it will come
