Understand

 I see the day in a different light, 

nothings changed in the battle of life

it's not always easy to explain 

but it feels like a storm of hail and rain.

They say this is the time to rejoice 

but somehow I feel empty without voice,

as if no one is listening and somehow 

a part of me is internally missing.

I spent my life trying to get away 

and anchored I foolishly stayed,

most things come to an end

a lesson taught by a so called friend.

Reaching up for your hand

but the void must have been the plan,

I  constantly struggle to understand

but I seem to deny the truth.