The longer I stay,
The more my thoughts begin to fade
Deeper into myself.

I’m starting to not be able
To hide my sadness.
So believe me when I say,
I’m starting to choke on my smile
That’s ever so fake.

Deeper and deeper into the cold, black hole
That takes over my mind and soul.
It’s hard to think about the bright-side,
None of it seems to stay true.

What should I do?
To get out of this mess.
Because no matter what I do..
I end up falling back in, only deeper.