My Misery

Inspiration nowadays seems to have left or died I feel lost and unsure, as misery eats me from inside. Everything around me appears dull an uninviting As if joy has departed to see to its own liking My once strong faith in the future, now looks hazy from where I stand. Feeling unabashed and uninspired it’s forcing me to hold your hand Not knowing who to turn to, or where to search for the light. Blindfolded by life running around in circles I’m falling deep into the night. Shouting out in silence hoping someone will hear my plea Drowning into inexistence Is like a slow death to me. Finding it almost impossible To fit in or pull through I need an escape from reality A place that I belong to Feeling alone sometimes And too different from the world I need a happy medium In which my potential can be twirled Struggling to follow my heart and intuitions That have been silenced by the rational mind I fight to infiltrate this wall that grows And buries you from behind Suffering from the lack of care and attention I find myself astray. Perhaps I need someone But not just anyone in whose arms I could stay To help me paint the skies with words that linger in the heart no matter what To fill the senses of the world with The love that they forgot To rise above the melancholy that’s Been ripping up my heart And fulfill my dreams and aspiration That keep me going from the start So it seems that you’re my only hope from Committing an inspirational theft So please don’t forsake me For you are all that I’ve got left.