Insecurities Surfaced in Darkness

Feeling of disarray.
Living for tomorrow and not for today.
Poisoned symphonies.
Empty sympathies.
Fruitless dreams I struggled for.
Attaining, but still wanting more.
Blemishes and imperfections.
Probing this life for some form of direction.
Disbelief and miscomprehension.
The high and lows, the apprehension.
Judgment, payment; desperation.
No escape; incarceration.
Question me to question you.
What is fake, what is true?
Smile and shine, or weep and burn.
Stand in line and wait your turn.
The silly dream I once dreamed of.
You, me and that burden we so called love.
All Gone.

Written a long time ago, totally not applicable to my situation right now :) maybe a little but I'm very much in love.... xx