I’m feeling as though in stasis
But I see all around
I have no impact
I cannot make a sound
I just have to watch
The world as it goes by
Wondering to myself
What is this life?
What decisions did I make?
Why did I love wrong?
Why am I so damaged?
Why should I go on?
I often feel anxious
I feel it boiling my blood
I cannot even breathe
My oxygen turns to mud
I feel suffocated
As I can’t talk anymore
Every day tasks
Are now such chores
Patience I have in me
I have to, or I’d go mad
Dealing with the life around me
As all I touch goes bad
One last deep breath
As I wish to forget
I can’t get out of this
My conscience will not let