... LOCKED AWAY ...

How can I live and breath, when I'm Half-Dead?

Where would the sleep come from, when my head is filled with Worries?

When will I get to my destination, when all I get is denial and Sorries?

I'm like a message in a bottle, thrown to the Sea,

With no one searching, no person to seek or See..

I've become nobody's business, not their cup of Tea,

I'm just like someone on the loop, hanging quite Free.

Deep within, I've grown pretty much Older,

And my once warm heart, is growing Colder..

My night is all about bad and terrible Dreams,

And my day is all loneliness, filled to the Brim..

When I reach out, my arms and hands seems Short,

Still, I keep trying, hoping that it's all worth the Shot..

But each or every time I try, it feels like I'm pushed Back,

Like I'm not deserving, the right or proper résumé, I Lack..

When I write, hoping it would fill the void and people's Need,

The feedback is cold, which makes it feel all useless Indeed..

So I ask myself, what else would suffice, what else can I really Do?

To express my loss, my lack, to prove that my love is pure and True?

I have prayed and most of the time, it seems not good Enough,

It's not because I don't use the right words, it's just so Tough..

In the past, I've told my Creator to let me....., so I can douse the Pain,

To hush my thoughts and save me from all that is driving me Insane..

Still, he has kept my heart beating, even when I thought I'm Done,

Keeping me here, despite what I desire is to be still and be Gone..

Today, here I am alive again, to relive every bit of memories of Yesterday,

To experience the pain, anguish and loneliness again like someone locked Away..

... Sometimes, this is how most people feel, like someone buried in their own Oxygen ...

... CHIEF LYRICIST™...

... ÖNKÖWÉ ÀÀRÁ™...

... a touch of mine ...

8th December, 2022