Good Word

Where have the words went

Missing their company I feel spent.

Innumerable woes how I can vent.

With words I have synergy

In their absence devoid of energy.

I wallow daily in my lethargy.

Without the verse, the situation has become adverse.

Life has become one of boredom and me versus.

Each morning moments anew but one that reverses.

I set out for a search

Tired, fatigued, forward I lurch.

A priest said to pray to the God in the church.

Someone said it is all a matter of the mind.

Attachments cause pain with what if you bind.

Enjoy the fruit and throw away the rind.

I become stoic what it is it is

Pain in the mind and body, in the medical term itis 

In the end, I let go and my heart is at ease.