Black
is all around me.
I can see
but I wish I couldn't.
Cold
and alone.
I wait for my chance,
my time
to feel better.
Sadness
fills my heart
and causes it to sink,
dropping to the depths of my soul.
Eyes
all around me.
Wondering, prying,
trying to help,
but I run.
Silence
from my mouth.
No words will I speak
but those that evade the truth.
Questions
but no answers.
Asking why, how.
Time
will cleanse the wound.
I will be hurt again
but it is part of the deal.
To live.
To suffer.
Hand in hand together.
My chance will come.
But only after I have passed the test.