It’s hard to avoid the sadness

When you’re surrounded by constant madness

All of the ugly and the badness

It puts me at a disadvantage

It’s hard to see the light in pitch blackness

I think of what life would be I didn’t have this

Would it just be plain and blandness

For now I’m still finding my way out of the vastness

Wish I could take the trauma m; compact it

My brain likes to replay,; reenact it.

Every moment in exactness

Just trying to get past this

Make my pain past tense

But I often feel pathless