Me emptying out my head really

There comes a time in ones life, when you have to write down the words that are about to be spilled from my pen. I'm emptying out the cache in my mind thats locking everything up and keeping it hidden.

When once upon a day, everything you thought you had, crumbles, and vanishes. Your left in the dark and you can't find the lightswitch. Theres the pain that won't go away, no matter how much you drink, smoke or self-inflict. There's a time you need to fend for yourself and stand on your own two feet and hold strong. It's not the easiest thing to be dropped into, when you don't know any diffrent. No one to run home to, because all the doors you try to open are locked.And the point of your painful journey is to learn how to open a door, and know whats behind it.

Your waiting outside the door, hoping it'll be opened up soon, but you know you can't wait forever. All your hopes and dreams, beg for what's behind it. But you just don't know when that will happen, or if it ever will.

Then there are the things you can't control. They turn around suddenly and give you a few beatings. Dodging the unexpected; but still getting bruised from it. So, where is the way out? The green flashing exit sign isn't plugged in. So your crawling on the ground trying to find a wall which has a lightswitch on it, and then you've still got to find the door when its light.

There comes a time, like right now. When you wonder why the hell your telling anyone your thoughts. Why your wasting their time like this... There's a time like right now, when your so afraid, and things are uncertain, and the awnser to every question, is just:
I don't know.
I just don't