A Melancholic Life

The winding curves in the road,
lead to where?
The emptiness I feel,
is it despair?
No sky of mine, can ever repair
what is broken down?
I look to the future,
I make no commitments,
no promises. Only the
truth can set you free.
my silence comforts me,
for a short while.
Longing for my spirit to call
out to me, Give me love
is all I can mutter.
Shutters on the window break off,
as my searing heart flutters.
Am I redeemable?
Can I forgive?
Why must I go on and live?
With this shattered broken soul.
Reflections of my youth
are blessings in disguise.
Frustrations flow from within,
Where will this story end?
My voice fades into a black hole,
I don't deny, I did what I had to.
to survive this
melancholic life.


Posted by Babybull40 at 7:56