In Solitude

I haven’t been the same in the past few years, 
everything I’ve held close to my heart has disappeared. 
It’s been a struggle to stay sane, through the misery and pain. 
I’ve grown unfamiliar, I’ve grown unfamiliar. 
I’m losing sight of everything I once believed in, 
I've been struggling to find myself. 
I’ve spent every waking moment, 
wondering “when will this end?” 
Our knowledge has made us cynical. 
Our regrets hard & unkind. 
We think too much and feel nothing at all, 
But I dying to feel alive again.. 
Is it not enough that I just want a change to the positive? 
I’ve been bathing in my solitude so long 
that I’m drowning on a surface I can’t perceive 
I’m abnegating from the one thing that I love 
and it’s just too much to bare. 
I feel so intangible. 
You’ve got to lose it all, 
to build up hope