Hopeless
March 12, 2018
Seeking help out of this hole,
I’ve been reading books of old,
The legends and the myths.
Heroes overcoming challenges;
How did they do it?
Here I am,
Sitting,
Worrying,
Crying.
Slipping away little by little,
Breath by breath.
“Rise up,
They tell me.
As if I could.
As if I could escape this.
But I can’t.
Into the darkness I go,
Without a care.
“Rise up.”
What a joke.
As if I can.
I try,
But fail.
As I sink deeper,
And deeper,
And deeper,
I know there’s no hope.