In the silence of my lonely room,
I have sat so long
Contemplating my fate.
Feeling so empty
For nothing seems real anymore.
It just feels like I am drifting
Through this savage garden,
As if life has left me behind,
Chained to a dream
That in reality I never truly wanted.
Left to wonder about the past.
Never expected this,
This stagnant silence
I have been left to wallow in,
Leaves me cold
Keeps me aching
For a future that will never be.
So I sit here,
And contemplate my fate
For this reality is so very lacking.
