A long time ago I lost a few pieces of myself after certain events took place. Needless to say I went off the rails just a tad, for a very long time. It is what it is.

If this grabs your attention for any reason, just know that there is light at the end of the tunnel.

How long that tunnel is no one knows, except for you. 😉

How Long?

Is it better to love and lose it all?
Or never love and remain ignorant
To all that could be your downfall
Keeping heart cold and belligerent?

It's hard to contemplate the question
After witnessing your final ascension
I was trapped in caustic state of mind
When you left me and the world behind

Feeling like a fly stripped of wings
How much torture can one endure
Plucked and broken heart strings
Outrage and decadence is no cure

Since you've gone pain doesn't pale
Left me alone to chase my own tail
My empty has turned color grayscale
Knife is in hand quite ready to impale

How long must I play the game?
How long must I dwell in hell?
How long must I remain insane?
How long must I fucking rebel?

When the minutes last like a long year
Time becomes enemy refusing to flee
Holding on with a foul grip it's all clear
C'mon God why don't you set me free?

Some things do bear repeating
Consider this a prayer meeting
Indeed I grow tired of waiting...
I will ask again it's aggravating!

How long?