The start of the darkest of fights |
| The days are long The nights are short The clock ticks the minutes away The radio plays only sad sad songs And I wonder how I will get through the day The house is clean The sheets are fresh There is not a speck of dust to be found I wander the hall and glance into rooms They are empty of company and sound I am far from home, from those I love And the only life I have known My hubby’s at work; he’s starting his career While I wait for him to come home This way of life is strange for me I’m not sure I’ll ever belong And after a while, a darkness sets in And I feel I am no longer strong I have become someone I hardly know A shell of who I used to be Making poor decisions along the way And wondering how this can be The darkness holds tight, it will not let go It stays with me night and day And finally, after 4 years have gone by Going home will make it all go away But depression stays on, a permanent foe I accept it’s here for life But what the depression does not know Is its in for one hell of a fight. |