Theres a light in the darkness
Its getting closer too
When it reaches my heart then all will be good again
Now im grey and tired
Soggy and dried out
But ive found it never helps to pout
I try to reach out to others but i mainly stay within my head
I need to bleed out all the hurt until theres nothing left
If someone were to ask for help id turn away
Because i know i need it more then them
Im not pretty or popular or have any one in which to confide
Everyones just left me here to die
No one sees each day may be my last
I need to talk to someone
But when i try they just say things will be okay
Which never gets me anywhere because ive lost hope in those four words
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