Feeling superannuated……
Yet the untamed mind refuses to idle.
The painful weakness grips every limb
And a mournful cry remains unuttered;
I want a release, a freedom to be myself,
Yet every move seems superfluous, and
At the same time inadequate, unbearable.
This excruciating torture of being hollow,
Of being reduced to empty nothingness,
Gnaws ant my heart and rends the soul.
Deliver me, deliver my mind, I want to be free……..
Let me live, body and soul, and feel life as it is.
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