Aphasic Lamentation

Make this place amazing
And I’ll stay for many days
But take away this great escape
And I may fade into the gray

Of such despair that there
Are hardly terms I find that could compare
To match the horror of this beauty
That I stare at everywhere

I find my life inside has died
And I’m denied the right to scribe
Or to assign this slice of life
A type of bright insightful lines

But though I stew and make a fuss
The only truth is, life is tough
Oh, what to do? Futile to bluff
I guess this proves my flame’s been snuffed