Life is good
I have no real problems anymore
But the dark cloud lingers again
The always present showers have reappeared
Staying up counting every crack in the ceiling as I stare into the numbing darkness
Sleep seeming foreign once again
Mind spinning with a million thoughts as I try to remind myself I am okay
But the cloud lingers
Even when things are good I'm held captive again
Grasping at the sun to try and catch my breath
But it's dissapearing behind the clouds