as i'm sitting in this car
going to places i don't want to go
with creepy silence ringing
my heart ache
hoping that this isn't it
how my life is

doesn't hold something important
memorable or happiness
doesn't write in someone's book
or thoughts

feeling hollow crawling in my skin
i wanted to puke
the desire in my stomach
screaming hunger
i die
but still breathing

part of me saying
it's okay
but that part of me
is just a reassurance for me to stay alive
but for reasons
i'm still searching

the thoughts of dying
keep coming
like waves in the ocean
that i'm so afraid of
why it's still coming

i pray so loud and i cried everytime
but why i got silent as a reply
why i'm still doubting
why i'm still asking why

if this is another rough day
let me get through it
with dry eyes and empty minds
because God knows how much this mind can do