Stationary

I have lost the wheel on the drive of my life
My mind cries for help, but it’s silent inside
From hopeful and caring to cruel and snide
I have lost my youth in the blink of an eye.

Wherever I go, the clouds follow near
I silently crash when I go back to sleep
I’ve been through a lot, seen too many things
I wait for the night so I can disappear.

My clipped wings have no use on clear skies
Now it hardly matters if a rose survives
The birds are all gone, the sun gave the dark
The power to murder as all my dreams die.

Had I known the outcome many years ago
I would have prepared for heartbreak and loss
And this is a sign from heaven above
I should find my way but I can’t go back home.

For better or worse, now I’ve little to lose
The glow of the stars goes pale on the moon
Sundowns on white shores, sunsets set the mood
To finding myself while I’m losing to you.