Decompression of the Heart

The absence of love plays on my mind, I search within, but love, I cannot find. Another wasted day, just frittered away. Can't bring myself to see, it's all because of me! Dark clouds are moving in, my soul's screaming out. There's no place I wish to be, my mind consumed with doubt. My body's numb, this pain has won, As I lift my pen to write again, these words flood out before my eyes. It's not until then that I realise! That all my struggles are not my demise, and all my woes as far as a poet goes, For now, a smile creeps on my face. Finally, I have found that loving place.