RUT

My heart aches with tremendous pain, I can't help but feel the inability to accomplish change. I lie awake yet it's as if I am in a dream. I sleep and have nightmares convincing it's the real thing. I ponder many ideas without fail. To find the unthinkable to lift the heavy veil. Clearing the path to set out what I had intended to do. I daydream of one day basking with a bright and clearer view. I close my eyes and beg for relief , but I never really know what it is that I need. Collision and turbulence shakes my ground beneath. I stagger on a swerving path, I skip over the larger cracks. To miss falling down and suffer the impact. Undenying truth, of a life that has intended use. I know I could make the most out of , instead I have refused. Light and the dark are at war with one another. I am at war with living my future, Learning the truth that I must uncover. Masking the past to believe I am strong. Convincing myself thing's don't always go wrong. Light at the end of the tunnel still is seen. The flame continues to burn although gleam. I want to save everyone from so much, and the truth is I must rescue myself from this rut. Only then am I any help to anyone or anything. Only then am I able to give to another and persevere. Gradually I do fade with a persistent falling degree. My opportunity is then I gain eyes that should see. Every slip and burn is another generous turn. That is my gift and opportunity to take the chance to learn.