Within

 Where there once was music,
is now just void.

My dreams were once of far off lands
and impossible things,

but now they are of yesterdays,
with friends who used to be.

There is a deep change,
for months now taking root,
I don't think its for the better,
but I don't know what to do.

Maybe this is needed,
an uncertain step toward grace,

but as of right now,
it all feels out of place.

No plans.

Wants are shallow.

I cant help but feel,
I'm being swallowed.

Perhaps soon the end,
or a new beginning, 
but as of right now,
my soul is fallow.