there's no use in trying.

if only i could explain the hurt to you, maybe then you'd understand. i'll try but i simply don't have the words to make you understand. it's like the sun on your skin on a fresh spring day, and then the bitter cold of clouds blocking the light from the world. the feeling changes instantaneously, right? that's what i feel, like all of the sudden my sun in gone and i'm plunged into this dark, bitter place. i'm alone with my cynical thoughts, which gnaw away on anything positive. so i'm left with this cycle of misery, chasing me around and around in my head. and there is no escape, only prolonging the pain. because it always comes flying back to knock me down again. no amount of struggling can keep me upright. i'm better off just laying back and letting it beat. there's just no in use trying.