I know there's no point,
Crying or pondering,
On whats been said and done,
That I'm wasting my time,
Waiting for things to get better,
But when you're stuck,
Hopeless and destroyed,
Almost at the bottom,
And the climb back up,
Seems so impossible on your own,
You can't take your eyes,
Off the darkness surrounding you,
Because in this place,
The light isn't bright enough,
To be real