Life

I am stuck in a hole of a never ending darkness, no light and no exit, just cries and loud voices.

Dragged throughout the day the tinniest piece of hope, one of these days I’ll be back to me.

Temporary smiles and empty laughs, living with no particular destination.

Get me out of here, I beg.

She say’s I look pretty when I cry When I’m sad Vulnerable When I’m under her control.

You call it self esteem but I’m out of steam to fight this fight.

Sometimes it’s hard to find yourself, when your searching in a lost world, the noise is often so blinding, the bright lights so deafening.

But you remember to breathe, you learn to live from the pain. Life is what you build day by day, what you choose to give your efforts to. Dip your paintbrush into the depths of your soul and create the mural you wish to see before you.

– For those who wish to sing will always find a song.