Aimlessly I live
Though love shares my bed.
I often wonder why
Inspiration hides
Deep within my heart
And I cannot bring it forth.
Daily, fading memories appear
Asking for a rebirth of hope
And yet I plead, "Begone!"
For I can no longer claim
What I cannot achieve;
Frustration would triumph
Common sense demands
(As the heart surrenders)
For a habituated reality
Where peace of mind dwells
And the driving force of the soul
Is silent.........forever!
