yep

To be alone, to sit here, to want to move on, but something’s always there holding me back.

 

I want to move on, I want to get better, but my mind blanks every time I write these words, for this is pure misery, living in a hole, waiting, waiting, to get better.

 

But I know I will get better, for I have told myself so, but waiting, waiting for that day id like waiting for rain in the desert.

 

It will happen someday, I really do know, but what to do until then, I just don’t know.

 

I am not truly happy, oh not now. I fight, and fight, but threes no winning, not with this, someday, I hope and pray everyday.

 

I didn’t fall last night, is that the start I have been hoping for? I just don’t know, I think it may be, I hope and pray it was the start.

 

I sit here, sitting among a sea of people, and yet alone.

 

Someday I pray                                                                                                                       

 

I will be

 

done