Lost & Forlorn.

7 Feb 2016

Sometimes if I dip for a time, most often in the morning, this is how I feel as I seek to somehow re-connect to the world outside my bedroom. Well, just my bed really...

How dark is blue,

In this life of mine.

As I walk the streets,

It's no pantomime.

Alone and lost,

As I walk in the dark.

I only think back,

The future's too stark.

I used to be happy,

Walking the streets.

I really had nothing,

But my heart had a beat.

I have achieved so much,

Changed so many lives.

Now I feel empty,

And the cut of the knives.

I used to have angst,

And suicidal thoughts.

Now I am lost,

And my thoughts come to nought.

I am so creative,

And can make connections as well.

But there must be something,

To take me to hell.

I lost my daughter,

Through my wife and money.

I lost my dog,

Life wasn't funny.

But I pulled on through,

And did my own thing.

The problem is now,

My heart doesn't sing.

My soul is bleeding,

My spirit is gone.

How long can I go on,

Dark and forlorn.

But I'll get up tomorrow,

Put my feet on the floor.

I can only keep moving,

Yet I can't find the door!

There is always that need to KNOW I have to move, history has shown to me that the more I move, the more I lift.


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