A sunny day in real life, a cloudy mind for me.

Sitting in an open field, alone pondering things in life. A drop lands on my cheek and clouds start to form.

Darkness growing as my mind races through the field. Alone and worried about what the future might yield.

More drops on my cheek as the clouds grow thick, the things in my mind switching from death to fear to sadness.

It frustrates me as I run, towards my end. My energy drained, from thinking of all the things that could be, would be and the things that went all wrong.

Peace comes hard, and help is far, though now I cry out loud and hope to be heard by all. I stand alone in a field on a sunny day with tears on my cheek and clouds heavy and dark in my head.

I have become stronger than the past, I know now that I can ask for help. But it takes time to get the strength and will to reach out. Help clear my mind soon my friends.

This is Malekir signing off. Tomorrow is a new day.