A Careless slip, callous words
Whispers that were meant to go unheard
Daily Torments, they reoccur
The Mind convinced, everything deserved
Sound logic cant always deter
the darkness that festers
Caged in, vision a blurr
Learning to sit in the dark
Was to live in the pain
Bare the scars
Find the will, break the chain
Realising that hope is not far
For in the darkness of night
God gifted us Stars
Apr 30
Apr 30, 2026 at 4:35 PM UTC
A Careless slip, callous words
Whispers that were meant to go unheard
Daily Torments, they reoccur
The Mind convinced, everything deserved
Sound logic cant always deter
the darkness that festers
Caged in, vision a blurr
Learning to sit in the dark
Was to live in the pain
Bare the scars
Find the will, break the chain
Realising that hope is not far
For in the darkness of night
God gifted us Stars
Iv found myself slipping into the dark. It comes in seasons. Somehow iv been lucky enough to process and make it through. Thankful that in the dark of night I found my stars. A guiding light.
