When becoming happy feels like Nostalgia,
When there were good old days  
And now the present seems so boring.  
That's when you know you're going down.

What a feeling it is  
When you can feel bees buzzing inside your chest
And feel the stomach turning to stone
Your heart no more beats with an intention to keep you alive.  
That's when you know you're hollow
That's when you know you're going down.  

What a feeling it is
When you spend the whole day sitting  
And staring outside the window,
When you go to bed every night for sleeping  
But your eyes are wide awake.
That's when you know you're alone
That's when you know you're going down.  

- Ikigai Poet