Moving on

Knees grazed and bleeding
Eyes black and tear-less
Dry cheeks chapped with winter
Crawling blindly into mist
Scratching at arid soil
Parched for anything but water
Starved of joy
A desert, deserted
Sun has been hidden for days
Thick fog covers the sky
No stars = no dreams
A wasted youth with a wasted mind

No birds live here
No babbling brook
No innocence
Nothing
Emotionless
Too tired to feel tired
Awake and blind
Like a fleeting dream
Moving forever forwards
endless

But  whats this ?
moisture reaches my fingertips
Rain has visited this place
A voice echoes from in my mind
"never give up, keep going"
dreams are there to aspire to 
Moving forwards
forewarned
foreboding

I am blind, but no longer in the dark
Blinded by sunshine
Cured by warmth
I look up 
and see birds fly overhead
I realise in that moment
My blindness
Was nothing more than self induced
Self pity
Depression taking hold
I dug my way out
Gulping the free air.