Friday, July 17, 2015

Sinking

It's at these moments when the storm begin to pierce my soul. I hang on as I can only endure this ever so familiar pain.
I fall deeper into this trench, I see the light slowly fade.
It's at these moments where I am weakest. Most vulnerable. Most fragile.
Your voice is my solace
I see hope, but feel not
Why?
Just close my eyes and sink
As time will heal