Life

How can life and the world be so beautiful and yet so bleak,
The sun may be shining but I’m in the shadows,
Drowning myself in tears,
The anxiety I shouldn’t be feeling is overwhelming,
Breathless from the panic attacks,
A loss for words when feelings are required to be explained.
 
The rainy days are calming to my soul,
A need for someone to listen and actually hear me,
I need a breath,
I need energy to get up and go,
I need a purpose in life.
 
Life isn’t really beautiful, it’s only what you make of it,
& how you look it,
What is the point in it?
Born, work, then die! Why?
That’s truly depressing!
 
Life is bleak, dull, dark and lifeless and we are all just playing the game, but can’t yet figure out the rules.