Why is life so relentless?
Why is the road so jagged, so rough?
It stretches endlessly, with no respite in sight.
I thought life was a journey of highs and lows,
But mine feels stuck in the valley, far from the mountaintop.
Where are the peaks, the moments of light?
All I see is an unyielding storm,
Floodwaters rising, threatening to pull me under.
I fight to stay afloat, grasping for any shred of hope,
I’m yearning for a way to make it all stop.
Perhaps if I run far enough, peace will find me.
Maybe if I end it, then rest will greet me.
But I can’t surrender my little ones need me.
So, I swim through the chaos,
I fight through the darkness,
I press on, searching for a way out of this hell.
With every last fragment of my mental, physical, and emotional will,
I keep pushing forward because I cannot stay still.