People always say that there are brighter days ahead,
But when will those days reach?
I’m tired of drowning in my thoughts,
Clawing my way to the top to breathe,
And I still feel like I’m stuck.
It’s like the longer I keep telling myself this,
The days don’t seem to pass.
I’m lost, trapped, and confused,
The need for escape, nothing but a dream.
I’m turning and searching for help,
But I can’t seem to find anyone who can.
I don’t know what else to do,
I pray, I beg God to rescue me,
But I feel like my prayers are on hold.
But like always, brighter days are ahead,
I just want to know exactly when they will come.
But I guess I could wait until they come,
I’ve been holding on this long,
A few more won’t hurt me, I guess.
I’m just tired of pretending like I’m okay.
So brighter days, please hurry,
I’m waiting on you.
Mar 8
Mar 8, 2026 at 8:06 PM UTC
People always say that there are brighter days ahead,
But when will those days reach?
I’m tired of drowning in my thoughts,
Clawing my way to the top to breathe,
And I still feel like I’m stuck.
It’s like the longer I keep telling myself this,
The days don’t seem to pass.
I’m lost, trapped, and confused,
The need for escape, nothing but a dream.
I’m turning and searching for help,
But I can’t seem to find anyone who can.
I don’t know what else to do,
I pray, I beg God to rescue me,
But I feel like my prayers are on hold.
But like always, brighter days are ahead,
I just want to know exactly when they will come.
But I guess I could wait until they come,
I’ve been holding on this long,
A few more won’t hurt me, I guess.
I’m just tired of pretending like I’m okay.
So brighter days, please hurry,
I’m waiting on you.