Just wrote a poem…

The air is dank and the sky forever gray, unable to feel and say, find what I crave,
Just looking to find my way,

Some days hit you hard and fast,
Finding it more difficult to make the worthwhile moments last,
Releasing the anger and pain within the cloudy skies between the fire and the rain,
Just attempting to remain somewhat sane,

Often caught on the edge between the darkness and the light,
Often unable to fight, unable to reach new heights,
Seeking the truth has always been my goal,
A life worth living…. just looking for something, somebody to help make me whole, to define my role, to help save my soul,

Looking for the sun to rise and take me to a place far away,
Help me ride out those tumultuous waves,
So I can begin to fight and maybe dance within the truth another day, to find my way, out of the fray….