Misery

I'm here.today and gone tomorrow.The Leafs of the tree don't absorb my sorrow. Every chance i get I'm gonna trade some shadows.
For an opportunity at repairing the  reflection of what I see in the the misty window.
As the world turns upside down, reaching out to grab the prize.
The foils of uncertainy creep the walls echoing out debating lie.
This is the house of the misery machine. Soul sucking exertion
Destroying the self-esteem.
I lay dormant in my misery.
Its.always gonna be inside of me..
Beating me into my memory.
What do I do with this misery.