I am Here
Everyday is the same
Every hour I hear
my thoughts jumbling
Bumbling
Trying to keep me awake
In the dull world
of black and white.
In the darkness
I close my eyes
and listen
slowly
for a sign
a guide
a light
someone to save me
as I fade.
I can't hear
the sounds tonight
Just my own thoughts
echoing in my mind
I'm strong
I'm broken
I am a survivor
I am a fighter
I am here.
In this world of darkness
and despair
I am here.
This poem is about:
Our world