I'm so lost in my own mind
Traversing this maze in my time
Can't you see? No, you're so blind
Tried calling for help, there's a line
Help. Is this what you call it?
Can I get a little bit?
Does it come in a first aid kit?
Wouldn't know, never asked for it
Gimme a chance, let me try
I can't promise I won't cry
But I need this relief, no lie
Running for years, it's do or die
Been short of breath for years
In dark corners shedding my tears
Promised myself I'd never succumb to my fears
So no I'm gonna get my blue skies clear
Published by T.S. Jackson