Everyday seems like
the worst of the worst.
What have I done
to be placed
upon this curse?
I swore at the sun.
I swore at the air!
I've never found,
solace,
a n y where.

I don't know where to go.
I don't know where I am---
it seems.
Please,
wake, me, up,
from, this,
dream.

Everyday seems like
the worst of the worst.
I've toiled and toiled
under the beating rays
of a wrathful sun
to quench this
vehement thirst.
I swore at the moon.
I swore at the rain!
I don't know
what will roll first.
My tears, or this droplet
on the windowpane.

I don't know where to go,
I don't know where I am---
it seems.
I, just, want,
to, wake,
up.

But then a gentle
sunflower is what
I saw.
Winter's icicle shards
began to thaw.
A rainbow coalescence
of dreams in paw's reach.

Everyday seems like
the worst of the worst.
Then everything changed
when we
met.

I don't know where I am!
I don't know where to go---
it seems.
Yet I feel like
I'm, at, home,
with, you.

I hope you feel
the same way
too.

Do you ever go outside and just sit in the sun, breathe in, and just be still?
Do you ever listen to the wind blow and just let Mother Nature seep in and heal?

Close your eyes and look up to the sky and let your body sway with the trees
Be thankful for where you have been and for the journey that will lead you now to be

I try to do this as much as I can and wanted to share a little piece of me with all of you
This love affair I have with nature helps me reconnect and gives me strength to push on through

Sometimes, it's not the unbearable pain that makes you hurt yourself,

It's the emptiness, the hole on your chest, that makes you want it all to end.

After he left, the sun never returned.