When I think of the future

I’m not sure of what I see

Just deep, dark scary night

Staring blankly back at me

My shoes no longer fit

On these painful feet of mine

Walking mild torture

On a never-ending line

All I want to do is cry, sometimes

My sadness overwhelms

Other-times, I’ll be all smiles

Peace and serenity takes the helm

I need to rise above it all

Cause I can’t hang onto a sinking ship

This isn’t the end, my dear friend

I finally take life in gulping sips