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.
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