Cryptic Cerebrations

 I’ve helped so many,
yet my heart dances gracefully in decay.
Lately I’ve been down
My feelings are becoming vague.
This grand heart is exhausted
from aiding victims of dismay.
I’m down on my knees,
suffering in disarray.

A cataract of void blinds my interest.
My every journey for love is abortive
Is finding happiness none of my business?
To you, I’ve always been supportive.
You’re absent, when I need you to close the distance.
Life is high fucking with us.
Am I the only witness?

You can’t help but wonder why life is a bitch.
Why can’t everything be simple,
like watching Lilo and Stitch.
The guy throwing those curve balls
sure knows how to pitch.

Can’t help but wonder.
When will I reach an indefinite reprieve?
When will I no longer have to let my heart bleed.
Its ink, is infected with grieve.
Some days I just don’t know,
why I don’t say fuck it and leave.
When I struggle to keep plans intact,
Life just laughs
and says bitch please.
I still have hope.
One day it’ll be time for my ascension.
It’ll be the day life is groveling at my feet.
Just you wait and see…