In My Cell
In My Cell now I weep alone…
Scant light penetrating the darkness through a single window.
Reaching through the mental haze I grasp at the opportunity to, well… to survive another moment, another hour, perhaps even another day.
I fight the battle in my mind, a turn of events, the pain, more darkness descends to reach below me then scoop up my being.
Carry on dear friend carry on, for alone your were brought into this world and certainly alone you will be upon your leave.
Cry out in the night also during day, as your struggle continues, continues, continues.
Continues onward towards the fray.
When Synapses Go Bad 