Always

putting my best foot forward 

only to have it stepped on continuously. 

Soon there is this cloud called darkness following me around and it rains on all the good that I do. 

I try so hard to not go dark when things become rough and tough. 

I don’t want to step away from the warmth of the light shining on me but, how much more can I take of this darkness before it swallows me whole. 

I know that I am strong and this too will pass but it’s been going on for months I just don’t see the light at the end of the tunnel like I used too.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes