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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