Upcoming End.

Well I been tripping through the day and slipping through the night, Every day is a struggle between life and death, it is an endless fight, To show that there is more in life, than just love, But it is hard to believe, that there is anything better, even above, When push comes to shove, I give it another push, Push it too far I did for now I'm lost in an enormous bush, Trying to find a way out, a path directed away from pain, So I can remain sane, Instead of walking through the rain, Looking at the dark blanket of clouds that surrounds my essence, It remains this way without you in my presence, I don't know what to do, I always remain confused, What will I become, will I ever find love again? I guess I will find out, sometime before the upcoming end.