blindfolded, groping through life

seeking -

someone

something

to hold on to

as my boat rocks and fills with water

and I

cling on to dear life

shrouded in darkness and misery

when daylight breaks

as it always does

I can't see

I sometimes feel its warm enlivening rays

casting their rejuvenating light on me

making me hold on to that dear feeling

lest it is lost

in the madness and darkness

that threatens to envelop

every happy moment

transient and temporary

day leads to night

night leads to another day

as I oscillate between

utter despair and hope

happy today

sad tomorrow

here today

gone tomorrow?

where will this end?

will there be light at the end

of this darkness?

or darkness at the end of every light?