I'm losing grasp
I'm losing sleep
Make promises
I cannot keep
Reality
is setting in
I should not fight
I cannot win
Reminders of
Your simple ways
Make me lose track
Of all the days
But glancing up
Can't help but hope
For better times
It's hard to cope
Maybe I'll stop
Trying to feel
Reality
I'm standing still
Fate transpires
Illusions show
Taking long walks
Out in the snow
It's this utter
Inability
To convince myself
How I should be
Pushing further
Into the void
This whole world
It's paranoid
Not losing grasp
Not losing sleep
We're all mad here
At least I think
Stuck in my head for some reason. This flow of words. Not sure why. I think I'm insane sometimes. Little neurons in my brain were going crazy at least.