There's Not Much I Can Recall With Certainty

There's Not Much I Can Recall With Certainty.

The light bulb's died, there's not much light,
the picture's fell through-out the night.
There's glass about this hard wood floor,
and tears to stain the auburn door.
Not much to hold anything in,
if a flood would soon, somehow begin.
And, I'm not sure if there's much I can recall with certainty,
the feelings I shall feel for eternity.
I can't seem to get past the emotions you've dealt,
they're all so real, each one I've felt.
I'm trying so hard to get out of darkness,
but I'm stuck here lying on top of a mess.

And, I'm searching for more than I ever did know,
fighting to win a battle so far over, with nothing to show.