Was on my knees I abandoned all hope
Spiralling down from the third was at the end of my rope
Yet I trudging on through out the mire
Struggling yet I wasn't even at the bit of the fire
Down from the second I was dragged down to the first
Misery depression and suicidal thoughts
But somehow I realised this feeling could not get any worse
Then I accepted within myself that things were not with the blame of others
Though it was dark and scary I clawed and scratched for the faintest glimmer of hope
That was enough to see the faintest glimmer of light
Oddly enough giving me second sight
I turned the headlights within and looked at what I had been avoiding
The truth is it was me the lessons I had to learn,but all the while free will will determine
The lessons I had to learn
To become awoken I first had to be broken
Back to the second I looked upon forgiving and forgetting
Back up to the third but no longer looking for anyone to blame,still was hurting but my outlook was not the same
Dec 16, 2016
Dec 16, 2016 at 6:04 AM UTC
Was on my knees I abandoned all hope
Spiralling down from the third was at the end of my rope
Yet I trudging on through out the mire
Struggling yet I wasn't even at the bit of the fire
Down from the second I was dragged down to the first
Misery depression and suicidal thoughts
But somehow I realised this feeling could not get any worse
Then I accepted within myself that things were not with the blame of others
Though it was dark and scary I clawed and scratched for the faintest glimmer of hope
That was enough to see the faintest glimmer of light
Oddly enough giving me second sight
I turned the headlights within and looked at what I had been avoiding
The truth is it was me the lessons I had to learn,but all the while free will will determine
The lessons I had to learn
To become awoken I first had to be broken
Back to the second I looked upon forgiving and forgetting
Back up to the third but no longer looking for anyone to blame,still was hurting but my outlook was not the same
