My many issues are invisible to eye. But mentally, I’m meant to be invisible but I…
Just can’t find the strength. Its like I lost my conviction. Not even feeling this life, this, my addiction.
Music is escape to me. No longer just songs. My self is distant memory. My heart is just gone.
I feed on the negative in hopes to make me stronger. But every step I make is backwards. My journey’s longer.
I feel with ears since the rest is non responsive. The nonsense in my conscience is what’s driving me so bonkers.
I can’t bring you with, even though I know I need you. My pride won’t let me pull you in. I close my eyes and see you.
Distant, but you’re there. I can’t feel you so I lose it. Your heart screams my name, but mine is deafened by the music.
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