12/29/2013

Things were looking up for me.
I saw the light just ahead.
But something grabbed me from behind
and it's slowly draining me of hope.

It's got a grip so tight I can hardly breathe anymore.
I feel nothing bright inside.
I only see colors of black and grey.

Day after day, I search for the answer.
And day after day, I find nothing.
I lay here for hours. No motivation.
I am not alive anymore.

This is very much my cry for help.