Dark Episode I Trudge

I have a cobble stone weighing down my heart Into the dark alleys and abbsies of lethal despair Where i am scared and afraid that I will be lost in the jungles of fear With nothing to retrace my footprints To where my soul is familiar and steady Where i can dance in the dusty rains And in ghastly winds with my eyes wide shut And where worry isn't my everyday neighbour But all that are dreams that sweep my mind like a mist on an overcast night that disappear by day break only to return as the night falls To torment me with ghostly haunts of hope I keep sinking deep into a darkening hole of worry Hanging on a thin rope of hope That keep thinning as i slide Right down into the depth of helplessness Where my hands turn into shadows that have no grip My legs into thin pudding that cant take a step And my thoughts scattered like small clouds that cant gather rain My faith fading away like the sound of a passing drone