Life was happy,

For a while,

So care free,

For a while,

So wonderful,

For a while.

Then,

That day,

It could have been the happiest of your young life.

But no,

No,

It wasn't.

Scarred,

Broken,

Crushed.

All hope gone,

And it still is.

You put on a glad face,

Try not to let it show.

But on the inside,

Not too far from the surface,

You wish you were dead.

What is there to live for?

You feel useless,

Hopeless,

What is the point?

Why continue the struggle?

But oh,

Oh,

Somehow,

You make it,

One day at a time,

Pushing on,

Although,

Below the surface,

You hope,

Has flown.