Analysis of Searching

I won't cry over tomorrow's tears,

Wishing away all my deepest, dark fears.

Losing myself,drowning in the madness,

Trying fill an empty cup, only full of sadness.

Put on a smile, laugh,  it all will be okay,

Searching reaching for anything to take the pain away.

Taken,lost,broken, maybe something in between

Mourning the death of me,but have I ever been seen?

At the bottom,eyes looking up, which direction do I take?

But each choice is wrong, no matter which I make.

Take it all in breathe it all out,

Your journey is supposed to be what it's all about.

So familiar, all of this, have I been here before?

Looking down at the choices of tears wet on the floor.

In the dark,there's a shadow,reaching out for me,

I don't know what it wants, it's difficult to see.

The pressure is consuming,it's getting hard to breathe,

I grasp the hand,now desperate, what will I become?

Coming upon the surface now,nothing left,where is it?Why am I so numb?

There's no manual or guide for what this life has in store,

Begging,pleading, please I can't take it anymore!

So I won't cry over tomorrow's tears,

'Cause time erodes you through all of these years.