Upon Meeting Misery

The muddled mind speaks,

'the victim you have been,
troubled, tortured and torn apart,
never truly loved and never will be.'

The hopeful heart commands,
'faith & firm friends will help you along,
look ahead, the past is long gone.'
Trust to me, is truly not easy.

Insecurity confuses emotions,
Always happy, but also always sad,

Craving solitude yet wanting company,

Uncertainty becomes depressing.

Fueled by a lost love,

Self piteous thoughts run wild,

Comfort lies in indulgence,

Momentary relief - then pain again.

No way out,
Just as there was no way in.