Onward.
Onward.
I keep repeating this word in my head,
in hopes of rendering these daunting
feelings of utter despair and torturous misfortune.
Onward -
it has given me hope
from someone who didn't have it all together.
Onward -
a word so simplistic in design,
yet could hold the potential
to move past and press forward.
The clouds lie heavy above me.
I fear the misery will take over soon,
I don't want the world to know.
I don't want them to see
the vulnerability that lies
within the fabric of my tight lined eyes.
I never for a second want them to think
that they aren't important, but I can't shake this.
The clouds are getting closer,
looming over my existence,
I will once again find myself at the bottom of barren chaos.
That seems strange doesn't it?
That's where I've been staying.
In my chaos,
the emptiness,
but to live another day.
Take on the world,
challenged...
Onward-