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 live in perpetual gloom.

Why can't I step aside of?
And see less of...
or Feel more of?

What you say?
Anything really...

This cloud of mine, need's to go,
But my heart can heal.
My mind will strengthen it's position.

Life will get better,
as I always do.