Dark Times

I’m sit in misery, up to my eyes, I cannot even breathe, My mid is deaf to my souls cries, I cannot even leave. Despair has become my only friend, Conversation is small My tears despair loves to spend Always I have to crawl There is no door in this sad place No where to run and hide I cannot even hide my face Believe me I have tried. No escape from this night filled hole No glimmer of light Like being stuck in a prison of coal An eternal night. Now as I stare down, knife in hand Soul cries release What is it no my arm has planned To give me peace As my arm begins its slow flight I glimmer I espy My arm held back against all my might A vision of the sky In my coal black prison I still remain Trapped in my grief But I know now I can keep myself sane Just a drop of belief