Disenchanted

Diffidence plagues my soul
A wandering ghoul trapped in the cold
With a plethora of stories left untold.

Pus oozes out,a multitude of infections
Soaked in the sea of salty banter
Sinking beyond the boundaries of relief.

Jolts of electricity shot through me
As opportune reverie
To realise how constricted I've grown to be.

Set the goals and charge towards it-
Or that was what I was told.
But only fools will adhere to what is told.