sometimes the day comes
when all your mind does, it runs
sometimes you want to lay down
in the fetal position and drown
in the torment you are living
and ask yourself why your still giving
when the dark clouds roll start to roll in,
the days are long, the nights last forever
yearning for it to stop, to be sleeping
the demon keeping you awake, its not over
you drag your body thru another day
trying to see if you might somehow find your way
fear tearing away at you creating a hole
tired of your emotions always being on show
dust your self off and stand up strong and tall
i walk the same path behind you catching if you fall
the road you travel, as weathered as it may seem
by your side is where i stand
you are not alone thru the trees the sun has a beam
on your feet i assure you land
