It's Nearly Morning.
A source of sadness one may say. The act of being trapped in the confines of ones mind. A never ending cycle, until it breaks. To stepping out of the circle, figuring out the needs from within. I can't say it enough, Or pretend to be any more clear. Pain comes in all forms, some evaporates initially, others linger indefinitely. A pain that resonates to the very core. A never ending loop. Happy to sad, and despair to anger, to despair and a sense of loss. I'm so tired of this, yet it's normal. Rationally I can say "Okay, let's do this." When in reality I just want to scream. Will it stop? Can my mind move on? Can the sense of loss ever dissipate? Can I see the end, and not just the middle? Why can't I be done feeling.. Now this is okay. This is the path I'm on. I can survive as I will survive. Sometimes I just want to quit. Quit feeling the pain, and enjoy the peace. I want to enjoy the sunlight again, Not liv