I feel as I'm walking,
blindfolded,
through a tunnel.
There days,
I can see light.
So I'll hurry,
hurry,
only to ware down.
Then stumble and fall.
Now the lights gone.
Darkness,
is all I can see.
Many days and nights,
I'll sleep.
Only to wake up,
to do it all again.
I often say,
this is it.
Today,
I'm...