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Destination no where
 
There is an ache, deep in the pit of my stomach
That feels like ten thousand hands clamping down
A sigh escapes me as I wake to another gray morning sky
Alone again since I can remember
Always alone
I feel the hands grip inside me, it reminds me that
Once I had hope
Denying for so long has only left me
With an empty chair at my threadbare hearth
Patches of rain streak the sky, the sun has retreated
As must I
If only there were a way to break free
The drowning waters loneliness have deepened around me
But I look and there is no path, so I stand and let the cold come
Creeping in to my bones, gnawing from the inside
It’s the only way I know tears can fall from my eyes
Not a sharp pain, just an endless loop
This is how it is
How it was
How it should be
Its how I know I’m alive
This pain, this misery
This gray morning sky