"The last straw in the hay"

I saw darkness again, Just when I thought light was near— A mirage it turned out... Disappointments return, Not because of myself.. Yet the pain stays. Do you know how it feels? A heavy heart, Eyes brimming in silence... Still, you go on— Swallowing the ache, Feeding on self-made hope. That fierce will to survive— Fear such souls. When their silence breaks, It becomes a storm No one escapes.