Poems written in a dark room

Again

Am I happy
Or am I sad
Surely things won't get that bad
Again
Another night alone
Silent battles fought in my head
The battle played out in my mind
The battlefield my body
War torn
I lie
It's fine
Things won't get bad
Again
I sit and wonder
Will I ever escape
Or is life a labyrinth with no end
I think I find escape
I hit a dead end
Again
Maybe things will get better
I lie
Maybe I just need to start
Again