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