Am falling over the edge
Slipping from this ledge
Plummeting beyond salvation
The passing of my days utterly surreal
Seemingly disconnected & detached from existence
I feel as one with the stars
Watching from afar as the dull and the mundane elapse
Time is passing but I don’t even care to try again
I am stuck in a bleak quiescence
The fire is gone and it’s quiet within
There are no more raging battles to lose
I gave up on my dreams already
The challenges now look futile and insurmountable
The cold chills my reason as the frost spreads to my heart
Insides crawling with the repugnance of trying to blend in, pungent mendacity
Suffocating in my own bile, sinking into a depression, drowning in despair
The walls are crumbling
I am going under, not bothered to fight the melancholy
Seeking escape in the darkness
Afraid of waking, begging for emotional fatigue
Sweet relieving pain
A breakaway from the draining monotony of routine
The voices have gone quiet now
In search of answers but the trail went cold
Trying to write myself off but the pen falls from my hand as creativity ebbs away
Am running now, out of my mind, trying to leave my thoughts behind,
Chased by my own shadows and the demons within, a hemorrhage of sanity…!
Cutting Grass 