When we are here

Sometimes we find ourselves
Lost
Consumed with all emotion
We find that our worries
Are overbearing
Some find our plates so full

We can barely move from each burden
As it twisted our will
We are broken
Is it Beyond repair?
Unable to cope

Do we resort to our desires
To taste Bliss
But a second
Can turn to a eternity
Of hopelessness

What must we do?
When we have lost ourselves

Write my heart out
I am me
To cut is my serenity
Is this wrong?
It seems so right
As the Crimson Bliss is to dismiss

Here we are
Done
Lost
Found
Here
There

Until the day ends
We are here
But when the new sunrise
Is here
Do we wander?

We may seem lost

But United we are
Even when all chaos
Is near
A helping hand
Will be there