Muddled thoughts make for muddled mind

Surety and certainty are long left behind

Surrounded by phantoms of folks I once knew

My heart is no longer honest or true

I remember before my heart became asunder

As a child this world seemed a such wonder

But the waters of life erode bit by bit

Wearing away a once indomitable spirit

It’s easy to lose yourself, to lose true north

When your passions fail to come forth

Your friends move on, your family passes

Sometimes it seems that nothing good lasts

So now you’re alone in the vastness of it all

Surviving now seems an order so tall

When you start to find your own mind unjust

One must wonder who’s left to trust