The wounds have to heal, though the scars might stay
Reminding you of the failures of yesterday
And all of the grey just gets darker, dragging you back
You cry and you try and often times you fail
The wall you build blocks the sun to save your heart, so frail
As you cower within the darkness, fearing attack
So you call for a cure as the blackness consumes
And pray a bit more, although you truly presume
That you are too far gone, the dark clouding your eyes
'Till the sun peeks through a crack that wasn't there before
Emitting enough light to show the wall holds a door
And there stands someone consistently knocking on the other side...