Familiars

Ah, here you have come again, Again you sit in this chair, How familiar this room so is, So solitaire in your life, ha, how fair it is, How you engulf those emotions in bitter fire, Drown your frown in a realization of emptiness, How you realize the loneliness and abandonment of your mind, Your hope and wish to fill the empty, lonely void, Perhaps one day it shall all change, But in the now you suffer, You wonder your discoveries, How enlightening were they really? Hanging your head so low, As if seeming to pray in the eyes of others, In amidst reality you hide the corners of your saddened mouth, Your hands caressing the wounded mask, To lose yourself in words, You search for comfort, A faded hand upon your shoulder, But your shoulders carry only the burdens of others, To have your shoulders broken, No others to offer theirs up, You watch the river wash you away, As you drown and ascend to your new home up above.