Barely

I remember a time when I was out of my mind in darkness. I could barely see what was right in front of of me, time slowed down so easily. I needed a push,but no one even cared... they'd punch me in my gut and leave me gasping for air. Why did it have to be this way? I wanted something new, maybe I was expecting too much because I was barely surviving. A room full of people who didn't understand me, I was bleeding alone and no one dared even look my way. so I close my eyes and pray each day that I would escape this age of darkness. The world kept spinning and I was still living but here I was gasping for air. Choking on minor problems that any calm cool and collected person could solve. But I was barely whole and no one was willing to buy my puzzle. Trouble seemed to follow me where ever i'd go and until this moment I haven't really let go. An angel came down just in time for my funeral and picked me up and now i'm strong enough. To face this jungle that most barely win I went from barely to sincerely ok. Taking each day in like it's a Maricle, that I'm sane and prayers have been answered and I can finally live happily ever after.