Open eyes to darkness stare
Lie still and cold, mind in despair
Grey mist and veils, a lack of vision
No future in sight, just indecision
Through window peep into darkness gaze
Nothing to see just shrouded haze
No where to go, no one to turn to
The future bleak, depression accrue
No power to light the darkened room
No warm drink to sip and lift the gloom
Slip into clothes with grime and smell
Lift catch on door, walk into living hell
The hustle and bustle of city life
Only serves to add a little more strife
No one to stop and talk a while
Too busy rushing, no time to smile
Head bowed to floor no reason to lift
Meander streets, without direction drift
Where’s the life I used to know
Why is my mind now full of woe
Reach the river swirling dark and fast
Could this be the release I’ve found at last?
Cold wind blows on precipice stand
Look straight ahead, release one hand
Mind in turmoil, heart racing fast
Is this the end of indecision at last?
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