No Way Out

As the sun begins its ascent into the hazy sky, I lay still in my bed – Trying hard to prevent the onslaught of yet another day – But knowing full well that my attempts will be futile. The sense of emptiness seems unbearable, The obstacles insurmountable, The unanswered questions too numerous to count. Sadness has enveloped my soul – With a grip so fierce it seems impossible to escape – Like a vice being repeatedly tightened – With the sole purpose of crushing its prey. I have been submerged in a thick fog – A fog of despair and doubt – A fog so dense there appears to be no way out. The world continues to rush by – Yet I remain standing still – Unable to catch the momentum of life. I have fallen into a deep, dark pit of misery. I scream for help – Yet no words emerge. The walls begin to tumble down around me – As I franticly search for a lifeline – As I search for a way out of this deepening anguish. But the grip of desolation is too strong – It has overwhelmed me. It has overpowered me – And left me alone and without hope. It has left me with no way out.