blinding darkness 2

The wind blew in with the force of a hurricane, numbing my fucked up mind was the only way to maintain. The thoughts like a typhoon blasting like a full fucking clip of hollow tips through my injured soul, this mind had no way to grasp at first, the timing had not yet aligned. Even though I cursed and screamed my way through the ever-present blinding darkness, the grace of god was still nowhere to be harnessed. Like a bolt of electricity coursing through my aching body I tried hard to keep my wrists from being cut up and bloody. Bloody hell, was this what I signed up for? The task at hand was leaps and bounds beyond an eye sore. How do I see through this darkness How do I breathe through this darkness Thunder and lightning don't hold a candle to this darkness If the power of the sun Brings heaven to the blind Maybe I could find a way to ease this Ugly mind. Tainted misery, collapsed and broken inside, in my small room for years I would reside. Three months into an obsession, still agonizing over the fear, one small thing after another, my path so unclear. If the panic wasn't enough, I'd hold onto and analyze dark thought after dark thought. The Fuck did I do to deserve this toxic brain rot The pain became my sanctuary damnit just keep no one near me, moment after stuck-in moment, the pain had me cold and frozen, believe me when I say this wall ain't nowhere near ready for bulldozin' How do I see through this darkness, how do I breathe through this darkness. Lightning and thunder don't hold a candle to this darkness If the power of the sun Brings heaven to the blind Maybe I could find a way to ease this Ugly mind. Time standing still but the days went past, like the clock on the wall going nowhere fast. Little did I know, coming full circle wouldn't happen as fast, as a porn star collecting big bucks would give up some ass. The story is true, the darkness is a fraud, gnawing on my stardust bones like darkness became god. My eyes, empty and fit with rage, would be the no-doubts-indication of my soul trapped in a cage. How do I see through this darkness, how do I breathe through this darkness. Lightning and thunder don't hold a candle to this darkness If the power of the sun Brings heaven to the blind Maybe I could find a way to ease this Ugly mind. Digging trenches of spiritual growth Finally grasped a ray of hope But deep inside the answers all would lie Even still, I knew, instinctively that courage would get me through. Darkness would take its toll, still, with all l lost, with the punches I would roll How do I see through this darkness How do I breathe through this darkness Thunder and lightning don't hold a candle to this darkness If the love of the sun Brings heaven to the blind Maybe I could find a way to ease this Ugly mind. Time holds no memory, of the caustic experience my mind had blocked from me. Only after the pain began to subside, would I accept the truth and no longer hide, with trap door strength, titan-force hold, would grounding the mania, be the truth now told. Spirit guides I turned to, Meds introduced too, like a locomotive with follow-up caboose, no longer would I stare longingly at the once beckoning bedside noose. With my mind snapped into focus, like a racecar nearing the podium, bringing with it, headlights now on, system now stable, deep blue bright eyes seeing transparently bleary with emotion, at the finish line again. Now that I see through this darkness I can finally breathe through this darkness With the power of love can I live past this darkness Now with the power of the sun Bringing heaven to the blind Finally can I heal this once ugly, now beautiful Open mind