Tell me, Tell me

A writer once lost, has found herself again.

Tell me,
Tell me,
what does my future hold?
Is it lined with silver
Or a shiny gold?
Will I find the answers
For which I long?
Will I find that someone
Whose heart matches my song?

Tell me,
Tell me,
What does this heartache entail?
Why is it rancid
And when did my life become stale?
Will it ever fix itself
And will this tragedy ever cease?
Will it become better
When I finally find some peace?

Tell me,
Tell me,
Qhat can I do to set myself free?
To float above the horizon
And find that lock and key?
Will I ever find it?
And finally get what I deserve?
Or is this another ironic tradegy
Where life throws me into another curve?