My eyes allowed me to see were I was heading. Without them I would fall into deep, cold holes but then my eyes showed me a path. I followed this path with dreams to keep going to see where it would take me. Yet something tragic has happened, implosive my eyes. I cant see where I’m going in life, and that means I cant see the bright side. I cant see what path is in front me. I cant see where I’m gonna be. I can see if there is even anything for me to keep going for. I cant see the bright side to anything, I cant see the bright side to life-
My future seems bleak.
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I (to my own annoyance) maintain there is always some type of bright side, however small, even if it mostly belongs to someone else.. the common sense part argues but oh well. The world can’t be all of anything, including black.
Many have found their way in darkness, and even brightly lit some still get lost. It’s part of life..
Some dreams fall, and then you’re left to regroup.
Staying still isn’t automatically a bad thing until you can figure out a next, even if you have to reach out to others.. As long as there’s life, there’s still potential for change.