How long must I keep playing
in this game where I am losing;
losing my mind and losing my hope
of ever being able to cope.
To cope with life, with stress;
to face all these challenges;
to be able to see clearly
that from depression I can be free.
For now I can hold on,
but I wouldn’t know for how long.
For I’m still in this dark night;
not knowing when I’d see the light.
I’d like to win this battle, I do;
but maybe I’m one of those few,
few warriors who can’t just win
even just the kind of life in their dreams.
(I don’t know if this makes sense anymore.)