Pulling Through

by alexrambler

When your hopes are down

And you can’t get up

Your mind’s just stuck

And you’re all out of luck

And suddenly you find

Someone to share your time

Turn your feelings around


Those rare moments

Are what I live for

Without those moments

I’d never get out the door

I’d be stuck with myself again

With my mental hurricane


So when your hopes are down

And you’re not pulling through

You’ve smoked a pack

To avoid a panic attack

That’s when you cling

To whatever life will bring

For you to make it through


When those moments

Come around again

I make the most of them

Dealing with the insane

Revival through conversation

Punching through the isolation