Beguiled By Circumstances

I am feeling beguiled by circumstances well out of my control tossed around like a rag doll or a ship in rough seas. I know the discomfort of loneliness with only a game of solitaire to play and each hand drifting into the next in an effort to comfort my soul. I feel lost in a blizzard that numbs you to the bones with winds taking my breath away from me. I feel isolated at times no one there to hear my words in desperations calling gripped with fear of falling into an unknown. Friends are far away well out of fingers touch and I feel like a drowning man within a sea of thoughts with nothing to grasp hold of within the fragments of my memory. I am feeling beguiled by circumstances well out of my control. Is it a phase I am going through or just a monumental shift by some unseen device? I know not what will save me from a fate I am heading for. I just have to coast along on the winds of change in me, and along the hills of despair where the winds are taking me. I am lost in a mire oppressed at every turn looking out at anything and everything wondering which way to go. Beguiled by circumstances well out of control. Inside voices are calling their words subdued and muted by some unseen force. Where am I going? Nothing answers me. Alone I stand in silence beguiled by circumstances well out of my control. 13 March 2009