Rock bottom.

Is there truth to be found in the sky that’s above us? 
Is the light of the cosmos designed to help and assist us? 
The light, is it real and is there still time to save us? 

Is it who? Is it why? 
Who are you? Who am I?
I don’t know you decide.
Even though I’m still alive 
A part of me wants to die 
Contemplating suicide.

As I pass the trees and debris, 
Am I the green or all the brown shit you can see?

I’ve had enough of this game now I am bleeding.                      The dark cloud of self doubt and depression just won’t seem to leave me.                                Right now all I can do is continue this journey and fight to keep breathing.                       If only I could remember how to believe in a breakthrough.
And finally have a reason to breathe a sigh of relief and say a genuine thank you. #Life ain’t always easy.