Rise or Crumble

The struggle of life

You don't see my struggle or the demons I wrestle,
You don't know that there are days when I feel like an empty vessel.
I fight, I push and I shout inside to keep the bad thoughts out,
If there was a door into my mind, you'd see what my struggle is all about.

Even on a sunny day, I feel the cold of the winter rain,
Because my mind is forever showered in anguish and pain.
Even when you hold me and look deep into my eyes,
You'll never see the sadness because they're cloaked with lies.

A lifetime of mastering pain and sorrow under a disguise,
No longer will tears fall from my face, no one will hear the pain of my cries.
There are days on my knees where I struggle to continue on,
In my darkest moments, thinking no one will care when I'm dead and gone.

Pointless days are numerous, would it be better if it ended,
Maybe I'm too far gone, I can never be mended.
But I'll continue this fight with life, with this struggle,
And hopefully I rise into the light and not into the darkness fall and crumble.