Every day now that Black cloud seems to find me Every day Now a Faint still voice reminds me I am worthless Every day Now I feel scared and lost and alone Every day Now I Can see the end closer than I have ever been able to before. Then I Flash a Picture of My youngest Neice And I remember the small times she made me laugh Or the time at 5yo she put her hand on my shoulder and told me "you are the strong one in the family" And then I see her small face finding out that I am Dead And I hold on for one more day. I still hurt. I still fear and I still feel scared But I hold on for one more day. and so the rollercoaster Continues. Now I Pray that I find something to Keep me from the Dark on longer journeys. I wish, I dream and I think as hard as I can That we all Find What we need.