My life is sinking,
Depression is the norm.
My body aches,
And my mind is in a storm.
I can't fight off the feeling.
So many heartaches.
The damage is done,
But there has to be a cure.
Having premonitions of a dark future,
Has become inure.
I'm just waiting for a brighter sun,
To get through the darkness to candler.
I must get through this.
I must endure,
For the ones i care the most about.
I musn't follow this lure.
Tisk, tisk..
For being such a pout.
I can get through this.
A brighter sun i see on the horizon,
A new future I have in store.
This new life i have turned my eyes on,
Will not go amiss.
Life is a lore,
That I am continually learning from.