Poem: How Do I Begin

How do I begin?

How can I count the ways?

The ways of what you ask.

I would say love and life.

Things that I know nothing about but feel all the pain.

Trying to see out the window but loving the rain as it falls.

Trying to get to somewhere, but not knowing if the goal is near or far.

Trying to just make it, but deep down knowing that is a task that you cannot pass.

These are the things that run through my head.

I am trying to overcome, but I do not know where to begin.

My life is not worth the time and the ways I need it to survive.

Not I just count the days until it is done.