Wallowing in Solitude
I felt a moment of weakness and wrote it all down. It's full of doubts and... well, it's a moment of weakness that I wrote down. I was afraid if I held it in, it'd come back to haunt me later on. Hope you like my indulgence in weakness!
Each movement brings pain.
What is it that I'm feeling?
Am I truly going insane?
Everything seems so bleak,
What did I do to deserve this?
Holding on to a crumbling cliff,
If I fall will I finally meet bliss?
How can I stay strong?
When everything fills me with doubt?
My body is as weary as my mind...
What brought this pain about?
How I search for an escape!
Where did the happiness go?
Life has taken its toll, changing me,
In ways that I still don't know.
How I long for someone to love!
Why must I wander all alone?
Why can't I have someone with me?
To piece my heart and to care that it's sewn (together).
Maybe I am but wallowing,
What am I but a poor teen soul?
In vain or not, I still must say,
Pain has truly taken its toll...
I must indulge myself this,
This simple, soul-baring release.
For if I surely don't tell anyone,
Won't I be the one to pay the fees?
Wallowing in solitude,
Not telling a single soul,
For this is my pain to bear,
And I'll be the only one to fall.
So, I stay in this sort-of limbo,
Faking an unfed happiness,
While my soul shudders under it all,
Wondering when I'll dare to confess.
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"But there is suffering in life, and there are defeats. No one can avoid them. But it's better to lose some of the battles in the struggles for your dreams than to be defeated without ever knowing what you're fighting for." -Paulo Coelho
But if I had the strength to not complain...
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