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Regained my feet today
my weary mind stumbles
tripped by roots grown from constant worry
I feel myself falling into the abyss of despair
and in the seemingly endless fall my consciousness departs
leaving me to be savaged by the most vile visions and the most unexplainably torturous nightmares
as I awake I mourn my loss
disregard to sight left me blind and hopeless
but now as if blessed with nocturnal instincts I see beyond the gloom
as always there is a beyond and there hope lies in wait
comforting
like a warm embrace
not content to stumble I now march ahead into the bright beyond
