Sunshine?
Is there sunshine?
Will there ever be any sunshine?
Or will I only see darkness?
Live in the darkness
Breathe in the darkness
Is there any sunshine for me?
Or am I to forever live in the darkness
My fingers and toes are always cold
No warmth in my path
My finger nails are purple
And they almost look black
I can never tell if its spring, summer, fall, or winter
Its always dark and cold where I am
Is my soul dark?
Or just the place I'm in
Sometimes I see people
Or maybe its just a memory of someone
From when I was a little girl
Sometimes I think I see sunshine
Or maybe its just a figment of my imagination
Sometimes I wonder how sunshine feels
How it would feel on my face and all over my skin
Will I have friends in the sunshine?
But most importantly
Are there others in the sunshine?
Or will it still, only be me?
I'm not afraid of the sunshine
But I don't know what to expect
Maybe, this dark cold place isn't so bad
I guess I won't know
Until I find my way out of the darkness
Maybe one day I will
Maybe I won't
I will like to one day, see the sunshine
Hopefully when I do
It's not too late