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When my eyes are filled with haze and it feel like I have had better days
The sadness sinks so deep inside no more tears can fall from my eyes
Hanging on with just a thread, wondering if I would be better off dead
I force myself to do the things, that snap me out of this pouring rain
It passes sometimes very fast then sometimes it last and last
Dripping sunshine comes out to play, blasted by the summer rays
Running fast into the meadow…
The beautiful earth reminds me how
To give thanks and release this now
Sadness soon slips away and turns my thoughts bright and gay
I am blessed