She sat there alone with her thoughts and tears
Constantly reminded of recent fears
She knew that there was nothing in the end
Not a soul on the path and no lasting friend
So full of emotion full of feelings she'd had
And some of them were really quite bad
She felt way too sensitive and then way too numb
Everything that existed reduced to silent hums
Color drained from world, like water tipped from a glass
The life drained from those who mattered, alas
If only it drained from her as well
In another world she might as well dwell
Her existence here didn't matter much
But she pondered that thought and had feelings as such
Peaceful sleep with calming dreams
Changed, reversed to panicked screams
Everything was melting, everything but she
Yet all she wanted was life not to be
So hard and strange, confusing to survive
Every time she faded, she'd be revived
Oh, but if only she could simply vanish
Not feel anything, and in anyway not tarnish
The history of people and the thoughts they contain
But to fade slowly from memories and be not refrained
Because that would help her and others she thought
But that's not what happened and not what is,
And that definitely, will not.