Hope for another day.

I sometimes think

Can I?

Can I come out

Of this cold place

Where I keep falling

In this endless bottomless well of dark.

 

I wake up to see,

Time - passing yet still

My days and night mix into one-

my emotions fading day by day,

Gripping me asking- Am I the same as I was before?

 

And as the day goes by

I see people going around,

Everyone immersed in their happening lives-

So, why do I feel stuck in mine?

 

I keep waking and walking,

But not really move ahead.

I question my thoughts,

To live, to be loved or to love at all,

The sea of sorrows disguised as this void has flood my life-

Will I truly be ever happy again?

 

At night when I lie on my bed

I sink and sink,

Into the wavering thoughts

Questioning everything about and around me.

 I fall and fall like a feather,

Into a vacuum-

My tears have now churned into an ocean,

My happiness now is a memory,

Will I be able to make it out on  time?

 

Yes, I do hope I make it-

There is so much more to my life,

All the places left to see and,

and the new dreams - Await me.

 in the future,

these clouds of doubt shall pass,

The warmth of the sun falling on me,

of all the questions becoming a distant memory.

 

That’s why when I go to sleep at night,

I know that the sun will shine,

And so will I someday.