Searching For Solace
I’ve spent Many nights laying in the dark
This time is a period of self-reflection
A journey that I’m all too terrified to embark
I’m naked on an examination table, performing my own dissection
My insides are poisoned with abhorrence and self-doubt
I cannot see the good in myself
I know this can’t be how you hoped I’d turn out
My spot for accomplishments and good deeds is but an empty shelf
I can put my all into becoming someone better
I start to be happy and enjoy the finer things
Then I wake up in a sweat and loo down to see the fetter
It seems as though I never severed the strings
This cycle of mine is a never-ending tale
I open myself up and hope to be contented
Then I let the sorrow creep in and make my efforts derail
I have cursed myself to be forever tormented
Despite my lachrymose state
I will always keep pushing ahead
I will not allow this suffering to be my fate
I will my dreams with hope as I sleep peacefully in my bed
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