I want to see the light, I do
I want to keep walking, I do
I know there’s light at the end of the tunnel
It’s just that some nights
I can’t feel my legs
I can’t feel my lungs
Some nights the weight is too high
And carrying on too hard.
I want to see the light, I do
I want to keep walking, I do
I know there’s light at the end of the tunnel
It’s just that some nights
I can’t feel my legs
I can’t feel my lungs
Some nights the weight is too high
And carrying on too hard.
I wish we could be just souls
Be, without being.
I wish we could love without form
Feel, without being called out.
What is courage, but to go on
Losing, despite knowing
We’re not lost, but the wasted path leads nowhere.
Daily Prompt: Courage