A tide of negativity has consumed me in her furore,
Yet, I survive; but I have grown dark and bitter.
I know this is not what I want to be,
Yet I walk along knowing I am still me.
An urge to change still exists,
Through lows and disasters, I try to persist,
But even the lustrous day can’t deny the night,
And I am tired to fight by myself, pulling myself through
each night.
I have felt the sting of my dark side,
I have witnessed the joys of my other side,
Yet I am unable to cross over,
With every failure, my energy has dimmed further.
I understand, it is my struggle,
Eventually, it is my decision to quit or persist,
The absence of a guide, I desist,
I try to take it in my stride, but I am unable to resist,
The forces that pull me down scream at me “You cannot do
this alone, you cannot do this alone”.
And time has passed by, years have gone,
But with them, I have grown,
There has never been another way out, I have always known,
Faith, my only hope, has pushed me on,
I am desperate; and I have nothing to lose,
An inner voice urges me to go on,
I shall face what I have been shown,
Pursue this journey, even if I have to walk alone.
