i lost myself
today
waiting for ends
to reveal
gave in to my
dismay
confused by what's
not real
other side of
the door
people rot and
disappear
of only thing
i am sure
that you were never
really here
what are these
for ?
chronic feelings of
despair
i'll only hurt myself
more
trying to eat away
the layers
in this vacuum
of cold
there's not a gasp
of air
where emptiness
bleeds a soul
i'm spiralling down
the stairs
and of only thing
i am sure
that you were never
really here
that you were never
really here
that you were never
really here
that you were never
really here