I'm drifting
I'm falling
I'm feeling nothing at all.
I feel like losing something
Something important
But I don't know what exactly.
I think it has to do with how I've been feeling lately
That I can't seem to like someone
Even though there's plenty of good-looking guys at my university.
I'm not attracted to anyone
And on the inside
I feel so cold, hollow, lifeless.
What's come over me?
I've moved on from my previous relationship several months ago
So why is this happening to me?
On top of that, my writing style
Seems flawed, devoid of emotion and passion
It's like I've lost the ability to write creatively.
I feel so lost, out of touch with reality
I can't seem to tell if I'm awake or if I'm dreaming
Am I here for the sole purpose of existing and only existing?
I think part of my soul is dying
I'm not as exuberant, or as youthful as I once was
I'm fading away from the rest of the world.
So you may be thinking that this is only a poem
Which is fine with me
I only yearn to feel true, genuine emotion again.
I want to know why I feel so empty
Why is my pillow wet when I wake from sleep
And why every emotion feels forced, like I'm putting on a show for someone.
I didn't intend to write this rant this way
But it came out like this, which is fine
It's just a way to evoke something within me.
Please dear God
Allow me to live once again
And let me break free from these chains that hold me down...
I'm falling
I'm feeling nothing at all.
I feel like losing something
Something important
But I don't know what exactly.
I think it has to do with how I've been feeling lately
That I can't seem to like someone
Even though there's plenty of good-looking guys at my university.
I'm not attracted to anyone
And on the inside
I feel so cold, hollow, lifeless.
What's come over me?
I've moved on from my previous relationship several months ago
So why is this happening to me?
On top of that, my writing style
Seems flawed, devoid of emotion and passion
It's like I've lost the ability to write creatively.
I feel so lost, out of touch with reality
I can't seem to tell if I'm awake or if I'm dreaming
Am I here for the sole purpose of existing and only existing?
I think part of my soul is dying
I'm not as exuberant, or as youthful as I once was
I'm fading away from the rest of the world.
So you may be thinking that this is only a poem
Which is fine with me
I only yearn to feel true, genuine emotion again.
I want to know why I feel so empty
Why is my pillow wet when I wake from sleep
And why every emotion feels forced, like I'm putting on a show for someone.
I didn't intend to write this rant this way
But it came out like this, which is fine
It's just a way to evoke something within me.
Please dear God
Allow me to live once again
And let me break free from these chains that hold me down...
