No matter how beautiful or bleak, the boredom seeps in.
I can't ignite a spark in this cold winter’s grasp,
As memories of warmth slip further away from me.
I never dreamed of being more than this small piece.
Changing the tides seems impossible, out of reach,
But giving this existence meaning is my only goal.
The weight of old burdens will soon exhaust itself,
Negativity left behind, I welcome new joy and peace,
Allow me to dream again, feel life’s energy return.
With hopeful prayers for blessings yet to come,
To reconnect with the ever-changing world I build,
I hope tomorrow brings a brighter, clearer dawn.