In the emptiness
In this asylum, I've been buried.
Was it forbidden
That I just float away?
Did you have to hold me down?

There wasn't anything here, and
Despite what I told myself,
I knew.
But yet you've trapped me
In the bitter;
In my own enveloping thoughts.
And the worst part isn't that
You don't care.

It didn't occur to you or anyone;
It never would.
In an instant it was gone, and
With a blink I saw it fade.
It was bound to burn out,
And so was I.

So if I'm buried, if I'm trapped;
Held down;
Forgotten;
I'll sit here.
I'll drown and drain myself
Into what I only know is empty.
Not me,
But what is around me.
And all around me
Is you.