Fleeting is the hope for the soul unfound

Hope for the lost,

remorse for the

fallen.

i am drowning in myself

Once above, now below.

It’s a long way up

and I have no rope.

how did I get here?

Like a physical blow the dread overcomes.

Enough to crave the soothing comfort of

nonexistence

With heavy heart and leaden hand

I reach for the light

Vacant air weaves through my fingers

A forgotten promise

No way home

But where do you turn with no where to go?

Sight unseeing, self unknowing.

What do you seek when salvation evades you?

How am I to know? Why am I to care?

i feel so hollow

This night is long, the cold unrelenting

I long to meet the sun

Soon I will be undone

Wake up

Become

Euphoria awaits at the break of dawn

Try again. Just one more time.

Rip off the shackles, let them fall at your feet.

A prison of my own making.

it chills to the bone

Undo the locks, open the door.

Warm air overwhelms and I breath it all in.

this is what it means to be found