The walls whisper low, I can’t tune them out, Their echoes wrap my ribs in doubt. My feet drag slow on a sinking ground, Like every step makes a heavier sound. Morning comes but the light won’t stay, Color drains from the sky to gray. Isolation... I talk to silence, it knows my name, We play the same old losing game. I’m falling apart but nobody sees, Shattered in shadows down on my knees. Heartbeat racing, trapped in my mind, Searching for something I’ll never find. Darkness holds me soft and slow — Sings me a song only I seem to know. I try to move but the ground gives way, Quicksand pulling me back each day. Half of me runs, half of me stays, Lost in a blur of unfinished ways. Faces pass like I’m made of air, Like I was never really there. I hold onto night like it’s my friend, But even the dark won’t let me mend. I’m falling apart but nobody sees, Cracks in my voice carried on the breeze. Heartbeat pounding, locked inside, Chasing a truth I can’t confide. Darkness waits with a steady glow — Hummin’ a hymn only I seem to know. There’s a storm in my head, lightning veins, Thunder spelling out my names. I shout to the sky but it won’t reply, Just echoes of every last goodbye. Gravity pulls like it wants me gone, Breathing feels wrong, like I don’t belong. Standing at edges I can’t explain, Balancing numbness against the pain. Time drips down like a broken clock, Frozen heart in a spinning world’s shock. Everything moves — I’m stuck in place, A fading ghost in my own space.
