Laying in bed staring at the window, waiting for the sun’s rays to signal the new day and end this sleepless night. I lay here, contemplating all that was, all that is, and all that will be. I have a home, I have family, I have friends, but I’m lost - I feel empty. I’m tired of looking forward to the next day, hoping it will be better than the last. Someone once told me, “may your best today’s be your worst tomorrow’s” - I only wish it I could make it true. I’m tired of the sadness. I wish someone could lift this madness, could pick up my shattered existence and make me feel whole again; Could raise the shadows and save me.
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Sad =(
