Descending

As I slip further away
I keep grasping for something
to keep me from falling
further into the depths of despair

I don't really know why
I just know the cycle
I somehow expect you to save me
since I can't save myself

It's a burden to everyone, I know
the weight is sometimes unbearable
external sunshine is replaced
by internal clouds and rain

As darkness approaches
I grapple with all I know
confusion of what is real
emotional disbandment

Constant images flash
sounds that echo within
most people don't understand
there's only one way to make it stop

© Abbye



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