Going through the same motions,
Like a song on replay.
I can’t get out of my head
I can’t control this miss.
White noise clears my mind
Ou my of the fog that clouded my sight.
Yet I still can’t see
What path is in front of me.
I need guidance
Love seems to escape through my eyes
Fear is invading me, controlling every cell of me.
My body doesn’t feel mine.
Nothing feels real
I look at my hands, I can see them moving overt the keyboard
Making up words as my mind rushes through those dark thoughts.
Yet I can’t seem to understand who i am.
I never did. And I might never will.
I could tear my body apart just to feel alive
But will that ever happen?
Will I ever feel something?
My brain is paralysed now,
My eyes can’t focus
My fingers type through the motions.
Who are we?
Do we really exist?
Who cares about the body?
But no one’s born with power to see souls
We can only perceive the liveliness inside of a body.
Can we ever truly see someone?
We’re ethereal.
We’re everything.
We’re nothing at all.
By: Maytreya












