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Stumbling through the darkness, hard and cold
These constricting thorns have taken hold.
Yearning to see the brilliant light.
Only to have it fade from sight.
The harder I search, the dimmer it gets.
How long will I last, before calling it quits?
Is it too much to ask for a helping hand?
Or am I supposed to self-reliantly stand?
These constricting thorns have taken hold.
Yearning to see the brilliant light.
Only to have it fade from sight.
The harder I search, the dimmer it gets.
How long will I last, before calling it quits?
Is it too much to ask for a helping hand?
Or am I supposed to self-reliantly stand?
Just been feeling kind of down as of late. Sometimes I feel like I'm in this alone. Sometimes it seems like others don't understand depression. I don't want to be sad, nor do I ruminate in pity. It just happens.
© 2014 - 2024 InnocuousIntrovert
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