Wandering

With this day that is always dark I seek to find contentment
walking in unplaceable darkness I try to build my own light
I see fallen men and women with stolen ribs, where can I find contentment

these sorrows burn and twists there way up the inside of my skin.
searing me into devastation
where is my love

I feel the longing where contentment used to sit. I want rest for my soul, I look and only find trashing nothingness. where is my contentment

memories of stillness taunt the remains of my unsettled thoughts

searching for rest looking for the fantom feelings that I feel have been taken from me

where is my contentment? My peace? The serenity that has just left me.

Taunted by damp fog, the need that builds in me rises over , where is my wild overgrown rose patch

emptiness eludes and destructs me

I'm full, stuffed and brimming over for the thing that was taken, when did it leave me

my contentment found me not worthy, I abused it, took it for light and contentment showed me a brash punishment

eroding from my back and tainting up my shoulders it leaves my head derailed

contentment has found me wanting and seeks to bury the buried

lost and walking I'm drawn forward from my chest, opening up and desperately seeking to steal and swallow contentment to covet

contentment your daggers leave rot thrown about my mind

I not rejecting take this sorrow and nurture it

tell me what you want contentment and ill give it to you obedience will be my name and my words will be reverence. my thoughts will be flower beds and my desires sweet

walk with me once more and I will be light

passing begging hope and poisoning trust we can be hand in hand as we can be kicked to the ground

this stolen ribbed woman crushed the oxygen from my light stolen fire and obliviated love that sat on my breast.

contentment lead me through this desert that shades good and loves the misgivings of welshed lonesome me.