Stepping over the woes of wretched days
i felled my head in silence

this hurts,
what is this?

the grated path that lay beneath me
now arose to hurt me

my feet are sore
My mind so weary,

my heart's not lonely
so I say

grappling my soul
so twisted and dark

when will the daylight
cradle me
caress me
and leave its mark

at times
all is so sore
could see
did not watch
so needed more

My world of so bitter despair?
head in hands I needed to care

i swam with the current of sadness
and took solace within the tide of madness

to my wilderness I wandered

then the dreams came upon me of tomorrow

All shall be well

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