Moving Forward

When in my darker moments I reflect upon what through my lifetime I have known anger swells within my sad regret as I wander through my misery alone. I mourn the loss of time and precious youth spent in pain doled out like daily bread in courses, served harsh pieces of their truth believing what so cruelly they have said. I've tried to stand my ground but rarely win and suffer all the more for fighting back. It seems to me to be a grievous sin when it's those supposed to love you who attack. But in the distance burns a steady light. Moving forward I gain strength to stand and fight.