So Bleak This Life

And yet ask the question once more Whom am I to say what is and was isn’t so bleak in this life What power do I will in such a big sea of lies Of foolish dreams and deceit of myself in the fallacy I created So bleak this life alright all too big for me to conquer Yet each day I look to reach beyond what is What is in this space and the horizon at my fingertip I don’t want to seek beyond at the best of time The colours of the day fade from bright to grays From grays to nothing until all is invisible Until so bleak this life is all too bright Too bright to look away Too curious to not see what lies ahead of me I search as the last human would in search of other life Of others to see, to know a touch, to know another So bleak this life at the best of times The best of times, what a funny chain of words Best of times, I know so little of this, and yet I seek them I seek this telling of time that say all will be better in the morning Tomorrow is another day Look to the future So bleak this life in this regard What about now in this moment where I’m searching Where I’m at my best of pain and despair for what I’m meant to be Meant to be seeing anything but so bleak a life How does another consider the alternative to such a life How does one even know the alternative exist What does actually exist in this search How do I know the difference but the bleak life I know so well exist just for me