My life

This is how I'm viewing my life right now. I wrote a little poem about it, I don't think it's very good, its kind of depressing.

My Life

Spiraling down into the deep dark hole called my life

With only brief flashes of light to sustain me

In this deep dark hole called my life

I never know if I'll ever get out alive

The nightmares chase me

Torturing me with my life

I relive the memories

Crying at the stranger called my life

I'm spiraling down into the deep dark hole called my life

I never know if I'll ever get out alive

In this deep dark hole called my life

No one's here to see me when I die

I used to laugh at all the small things

Now I laugh at nothing

I used to run and enjoy my life

Now I wait for it all to end

Nothing can save me

Not the moon, not the sun

Nor love, the eternal kind

I'm trapped here, in my mind

I'm questioning everything I knew

  Is this is all truely happening to me?

Could this all be a dream, a fantasy?

I wake up, throwing myself into my life

Blinking at all the light that sustains me

Was that thing I knew my life?

I guess it was, don't know what else to say

I'm not spiraling down into the deep dark hole called my life

Instead, I'm basking in the light of my new life

I throw myself into everything I do

Trying not to allow the thing I saw to come true