Creedleon : Incognito

I feel so tired,

weary and crumpled

the relieve that I draw from the pain of self pitying

the fake consolation that has been my drug

all along

all this time

...

I cast down my mask

only to have my face scarred

over and over

and over

...

Here I am,

here I stand

I am but a wanderer

with limping steps I tread my path

from unknown to uncertainty

I have journeyed

...

Do I not deserve a breeze of relieve?

for I do not long for a swim in a lake

I am not demanding a river

just a small spring,

a minute of rain on this desert

...

For the love that I once have

for the pain that I still bear

I ask not a life long bliss

I only need

...a reason to smile again

...