sobering

Can I ever breathe again or do I have to drown in the worst of me? countless loose ends swirling in my head darkness has overshadowed the trough within days have gone by, turning into mist heaved my sorrows like a wind the smile and the shine are asking for a tryst but my skin has worn a mask so unkind waiting to be heard, to get out there hauling my spirits to breakthrough marching my thoughts to untangle this web denying myself to souvenir this rue "it's okay to be a little lost" keeping this memoir as a train of thought misery is a bane at thy cost turn the tide to release this knot.