Waking up amidst a storm of distress, feeling like a ship lost at sea,
Chest burdened, haunted by the echoes of night.
Tears streaming down, cheeks drenched in sorrow
Alone in the bed, drowning in a sea of rue
No one to play peek-a-boo with the shadows that loom,
Left adrift, in a vast ocean of gloom,
No one to wait, no one to love,
No one to care, not even a dove.
So, I rise from this abyssal blend,
Promising love to my own soul,
In the mirror, I see my reflection clear,
Red puffy eyes and nose, yet I persevere.
Lips trying to depart in a smile
Promising love to thyself
In the end, it's me on this labyrinthine journey's trail,
Together with myself, I shall prevail