Not motivated at all
I feel like I am waiting for something
Something to happen
Someone to rescue me
No one can save you from yourself
There is no more desire
Just a state of being there
Am I stuck?
Can I get out to find joy?
Does it exist out there or in me?
Is it something to find or to have?
No one can bring you happiness,
You must find it within yourself.
There are scriptures about God
He is the one to take care of your troubles
To find peace is to let him
Trust in Him to take care of things
But is this so?
Or is this just a belief so one does not take accountability?
You have such a hold over me
I can't let this go
Let yourself go
It's all about relationships isn't it
I can't paint
I can't play guitar
I can't write
All I do is sit here and think of you.
What are you doing?
Are you thinking of me?
Are you writing about your demons?
Do you still feel the same?
I am left to think idly and my head goes crazy looking for answers
And in the night everything is complex
Nothing is simple when I'm not with you