Abandoned to myself, solely,
High-spritednesss shrinks.
Unattached and unattended
By all but deep
Discontent, solitude
Strangles elation, decapitates
And stamps on vitality.
Disempowered by
Night's endless hours
I resolve to pray
"Save me from languidity"
you are sharing, instead of bottling up and that's wonderful. The impact of words used, for a second nailed my heart to the wall of my chest.