Feeling low...

Deserted

In the deserted alleys

I wander about without a trace

The darkness around hides my disgrace

My life has lost a trace of solace.

 

My life is a night without a light

I am not free I’m held so tight

There’s no sun which used to burn

Where’s the angel to whom I could turn?

 

Will you help me to find the light?

Through thick and thin will you hold me tight?

My negativity, will you burn?

Be the angel to whom I can turn?

 

Cannot find the difference between

The day or night which I have seen

Cannot find the difference between

Heaven or hell where I have not yet been

 

Like the virus which invades

Our body and then pervades,

I feel the desperation thrive

To get rid of it I must strive

 

Life has never been so dreadful yet

About the past I do regret

I muse about the things that are gone

All these things must I face alone?

In the deserted alleys

I wander about without a trace

The darkness around hides my disgrace

My life has lost a trace of solace.

 

Oh when? Oh when will I find success?

Should I strive for it or face duress?

Can you help me in this quest?

I need a shoulder where I can rest.

 

A shoulder of a friend so true

A friend so true, a friend like you.

A friend to guide me when I am wrong

To lift me up and make me strong

 

I am searching for a goal renewed

In these streets that look so new

When will I find a friend like you?

And will the friend be just as true?

 

I wonder about the things that are not

I am not deserted, or so I thought

My life I will not waste today

I will scream out to the world “HURRAY!”