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.
Copyright © Anais Pouladi | Year Posted 2009