Here I am standing out of my mind,
knocking myself into a state of acceptance,
questions of its worth, anguishing pain –

flow in my veins, turning into poison, 

consuming my hope as the clock clicks,
i keep running inside my head,

like a hamster on the wheel,

i am not able to stop these thoughts,

clouding my indented percipience, 
I dash towards the ones I trust, 

but all they did was shut the door,

only to blame me for locking it, 

only to call me weak when my tears flow.
Will I survive? I will survive! 

when the dawn hides, the sun rises,

to a new day, to a new gift of life,

i will pass the prickly thorns 

to greet a lawn of colorful flowers. 

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