Endless searches for contrast in my world

Searching for the prominence of light or lack thereof to unveil the things I need, finding the person I want to be

But I feel lost in layers of hard times, a constant battle inside

My mind slides

It all sounds so bad in my head, even worse when I’m speaking it

Wasting my time and wasting my life

Realising I was in denial

I can’t be the only one

I hope one day I'll stop looking back

It's a fine line between reflection and depression

Never paying much attention, lost in my head and never quite present

Days go by and the months pass, I’ve barely left the house since we moved to this place

It was meant to be a fresh start

To turn things around for my spines sake and for my headspace

I guess now I’m realising nothing has changed

The time spent searching for my head and the answers has hurt me

The pressure to pretend never ends, always making out like I’m not spiralling

I think we all have the same emptiness inside at times but having things to look forward to in life gets you by

I guess after so many hard times my mind began to roam

Now looking back from this point in time from a darker perspective

I start to appreciate what I did have and forget about what I didn’t

I start to appreciate