Lacrimosa

Nostalgia, sadness, stillness and solitude can all be very good companions to a weary soul.
Music can fill corners and aid in expressing one's true emotions. 
Will I be cursed for not having the will to endure bliss around me this day?



I fear I have become too fixed on any moment and place that is not here and now. I cannot see my current state of being... I just drift into destination. Time has become irrelevant. Company has become essential. The truth I so long for must lie somewhere else, for I have been sailing for months in this ocean of contempt and I have seen no shore. Settling now and forgetting for good... is that all I seek?


Is this all there is left?