Hello Again my old Friend:
I was on the mend, but hello again my friend
It's been nice without you, but now
It's all about you this sinking feeling.
I'm isolating again, and I pretend like things are fine.
When in reality I've got blinders on,
And I'm stuck in the house again.
Loneliness etched into my pores, sadness exploding like spores
In my head, and I don't have energy
To care, not anymore.
Trapped in my bed, the will to move gone
Since I can't trust myself, dust myself off
And pick up the pieces again.
My nerves are hot wires; am I the only on that tires of this?
Hope is gone, but not forgotten
I mope some more, and shake my head.
I can't shake the lethargy, it's like an effigy
To some forgotten god I don't worship,
But it reminds me of its presence.
Overwhelming sadness, what madness is this?
Seeing through the tears all of the years passing by,
And it's hardly a wonder why.
Like Ying and Yang, my energy is divided
Between two sides, with a sprinkle of each
In the extremes - or so it seems.
My lack of will is astounding, but it's no less resounding
Than in the echo of the feeling it leaves.
I smile to myself in the bitter breeze.
Shane R 3/22/2017