today I can't find my smile.
no matter how hard I search for it.
It's gone, replaced by tears.
It's vanished through the years.
Today I can't find my laughter
No matter how funny the joke.
It's gone replaced by hate.
Drowned in sorrow, smothered by fate
I'm a lost soul,
Wandering in the night all alone.
Hoping to find another who understands me.
All while accepting this loneliness that seems meant to be.
Life has a way of setting us
Life has a way of setting us into phases that feel unending. Our books, though, are many chapters, though I know it's hard to always feel or believe that from inside the story. It seems to me that you write with your heart on your sleeve, and with clarity. Those are two good paddles to have as help to get through rough waters in this part of the story. All the best to you.