I was lost in the grief
to be struck by the unforgiving belief,
i mask my melancholy in all things bogus
while trying to remain in focus,
the danger of my soul is near
i must not give in to the fear,
it will only linger,
now promises lay hindered
shaping an unwanted denial.
wish the pain would just let me go
the sadness just keeps trying to grow
forsaken to live a path,
one where i'm so lonely.
How does it feel to be far from comfort
endurance falling short so am i done for,
i migrate somewhere to sit and think,
all thats confusing twirls me as i sink
deeper into more sorrow,
will i still be bleeding tomorrow.
I wish the pain would just let me go
the sadness just keeps trying to grow
forsaken to live a path,
one where i'm living so lonely!
The journey is solitarious....