just another woe is me

Hard to claw my way up
towards anything resembling contentment
In a world where the hollow
has infected everything
And I am dying to cry out everything from the core
Trembling to share all that dwells
in the deepest end of my soul
To anyone
who would care to know
But not a one
has chosen to delve into those depths with me
And not one
cares to touch anything further than
skin deep
Hope doesn't float
It sinks
Now I don't have the desire
To find it on my own
What use is the better part of me
With no one to appreciate
With no one willing to be open and trust enough
To show a bit of volume in return
No
It's all just useless
So
A joke
delivered with witty charm and a jovial slap on the back
is about as good as it gets
Not much is real anymore
And I have reached a frame of mind
When I can say Mick had it right:
Maybe then I'll fade away and not have to face the facts
Not easy facing up when your whole world is black