My Happy Ending

I am so sick of being stuck in the second act
When everything I have worked for, just goes to s**t.
Because that’s just it, that’s life
It’s full of it’s usual strifes
But sometimes this arch of my life bends into a circle
And repeats that same painful work till
My sanity starts to wane and crack.
Slowly edging toward a fall from hence
There’s no coming back.

And if I were blessed with foresight
I would know the answer to my plight
Should I wage this war or just fade from sight
Do I stand my ground, or bury myself beneath it?
Sometimes it’s so easy to just quit,
But out of instinct I hit continue
Because of that burning will that’s in you that shouts
MOVE ON!
There will be a new dawn,
It just first needs to be night.
There needs to be that absence of light
To illuminate the stars.
Those tiny possibilities of what we are, and what we might be.
And all we have to do to see this
Is look up.
And soon the sun will rise and I can stop tending
To the thought that I won’t have a happy ending