requiem in the diluted fantasy of a solemn vow
praying for the solace that lies in the comfort of mental clarity
a distinguished mask cannot hide the troubled past lurking in thoughts abound
with faded hope and hardened realities confiscating whatever optimism to be had in this small place

craving the emotional connectivity to be able to simply be
in the company of another, simply being
those dialed numbers, that message sent , simple gestures rapt in so much angst
at the prospect of a negative
'no'

there has to be an easier way for simplicity to occur.