Waking Up Empty

It’s been hard I ain’t denying,

And I’m sorry for all the whining,

But these years have been trying,

If I say I’m ok I’ve been lying.

Lonely days and lonely nights,

Is there anyway that this gets right?

Sometimes too drained to fight,

Lost in the grey no dawn’s light.

Hide

Shifting direction due to fact,

Bad thoughts have no tact.

I feel easier on the run,

freedom and slavery are one.

 

Open eyes to the sun,

Light a dreadful pun.

Personal one night stand,

Father am I yet a man?