Page 71 - Written Feelings

Lost a bit

Sinking, falling, losing touch
Feeling nothing or too much
Hating where my life is at
But not really doing much

Round and round just like a noose is
Always back to hanging nooses
Hanging with them or without them
It depends on what the mood is

What if I woke up tomorrow
Feeling everything but sorrow
Would I even still be me?
Or would I just end up hollow?

Who am I beyond my feelings?
Lying, staring at the ceiling
Watching as my life decays
Everything starts losing meaning

I do not cry much anymore
I just lay down on the floor
And try to ignore the silence
And the knocking on my door

Why is everything so bleak?
It’s been hours, days and weeks
Months and years, I'm losing time
My senses are growing weak

Found myself down in a pit
I might lay down, in a bit
How did I end up in here?
I guess I lost in a bet