Misery.

Desolate and barren this soul
Beyond repair, its damage deep
Lost, unsure and out of control
Sadness and misery mine to reap
Much I hold in palm of hand
Little reason for the sorrow
Destined I am too be damned
Forgotten faith in tomorrow
Broken, cracked, my psyche torn
Bound to this very breath
Anguish, heartache, all forlorn
This life perhaps my test?
Belong here I do not
Spirit meant for something great
How quickly I forgot
This test my only wait
Motivation for a smile
Surely he does exist
If only for to stay a while
His presence I do miss
A touch of hand to her hair
Much love for her I feel
Another reason to be here
This future, it is real
Tears will come, away to sweep
Perservere I must
This my family to keep
For misery I no longer lust

Author: Moonsomnia

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