Nothing feels right anymore.
My hours have turned sour and days bitter,
time spent pondering meaningless meanings
instead of succumbing to easy smiles.

My laughs have become gilded,
my giggles stifled and my once upbeat demeanor
now hushed and hidden behind cracked lips.

I have lost my voice to a void
and in its place has risen a numbness
to coat my senses in cotton
and fill my skull with fear.

My reality has melted into dreamscape
and still further to a realm of nightmare,
desolate and grey and screeching with anxiety.

I crave an embrace far from this dusty plane
where I might find more than hollowed shells
and a grainy sand beach
extending into foggy nothingness.