I've grown so numb
To pain, to love
Trying to find a way
From below to above
Detached from the world
Detached from myself
Is there anything of worth
In my little slice of hell
When I try to look up
It seems the same as down
My smile feels empty
Worse than a frown
This hole in me
I can't seem to fill
I can't see the way
I can find no will
The days keep passing
Darkness continues to fall
It seems like nothing
Will clear this dismal pall
There's a hole in me
That I can't seem to fill
Leaving me empty
Except for this bitter little pill
May 22, 2020
May 22, 2020 at 4:28 AM UTC
I've grown so numb
To pain, to love
Trying to find a way
From below to above
Detached from the world
Detached from myself
Is there anything of worth
In my little slice of hell
When I try to look up
It seems the same as down
My smile feels empty
Worse than a frown
This hole in me
I can't seem to fill
I can't see the way
I can find no will
The days keep passing
Darkness continues to fall
It seems like nothing
Will clear this dismal pall
There's a hole in me
That I can't seem to fill
Leaving me empty
Except for this bitter little pill
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