Realm of Happiness
I look for a definition to a meaning for my pain
My lack of self worth and self esteem
I have traveled these brutal seas of fake change
The direction worked then but my compass of thought was way of course
The streams they seem all the same
Lack of trust lack of happiness
The essence of me not so pleasant
I look in an unforgiving mirror each day struggling to exist
Its like am i caught in this current of relapse each day
Questioning everything i am and want to be
I ponder past decisions past explorations
Discovering only the same wasteland of emotion
I try to speak i try to make sense to me and everyone around
It appears strange and compromised
The words i want to say come out better sometimes on these pages of time i write upon
Its seems i am conflicted with in my own being
I wish to be better in all i take on but it turns more into chaos than anything else
How does a man better himself if he believes he could never be excepted in his own eyes to exist in any realm of happiness.
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