Complications

I need inspiration.
Resuscitation to this reality.

Things change.
This future strange.
These feelings range.

Am I mad with rage or
sad without his gaze?

Am I lonely beyond compare or
smothered to the point of despair?

The truth is I am all of these.
These conflicting feeling like a lustful tease.
Begging on my knees, time freeze.
Let me asses this situation.
Give me an emotional probation.

Can't contain all of these emotions.
They work like a daily devotion.
Tired of constant commotion.
Why is there trouble when I am just going through the motions.