When?

When will the rain let up? I’m drenched.
Carrying a load that’s too heavy to bear,
I need the sunshine’s warmth and light,
But only the storm clouds surround me.

Will this night never end? It’s so dark.
Stumbling under the weight of it all,
I watch for the dawn when I can see.
Not a star in the sky to guide me now.

When will I find dry land at last?
Walking on the bottom of the ocean,
Longing for the fresh air to breathe,
The world is blurred and heavy here.

When will I be free from sadness?
“Wait,” says intuition, “Wait.”
Pushing for the day I’ll be okay.
I’m engulfed by emotion for now.