EMOTIONAL WRETCHEDNESS

It has been a wrecked without you in my arms lately. The horror of this emotional chaos haunts me to the limit of my ability to face each new day. I'm breathing yet not living.There's no sense of purpose as my being unfolds the paradox of my existence without you. May I live for a day, may I face another moment but this only excruciates me to suffer the endless pain of not having you in my side. The shadow of my past horrifies what this future unfolds for living is no longer a desire in this mortal abode. Free but imprisoned in the bondage of this emotional wretchedness.