Cursory

For I have fallen deep in the trenches

In this swamp, stained by its stenches

And I cry out to He who helps

To guide me out and forgive my missteps

Change isn't a moment, it is a journey

Takes a while, like savings with money

And even though I am still at the deep end

Doth I lack consistency as a friend

All the physical pain, I feel everytime

All the mental draining of my countenance

All the emotional exhaustionin my being

I hope light revisits and bunks bed with me.