Feeling numb.
Hard to take the finger off the trigger.
Want to run.
Go to a place where no one will ever come.
I'm feeling useless.
Tired of just surviving with these excuses.
Blowing fuses.
Always wearing mask that I hate using.
They all come and go like true love or a lost soul.
So cold like the Titanic going way down low.
Stuck the middle of the ocean and don't know where I'm going.
Slowly drowning as I start hearing the birds crowing.
Signs circling around telling me to stop holding.
Letting go because I'm tired of holding when having nothing.