Sinking deep in lonely waters
There's no one around.
My screams render inuadible
Amidst the sounds of your preoccupance.
I lay on my bed, cry to myself
Shrieking for help when i know
They'll not reach you or anyone for that
That it's me who'll drown
In oceans of solitude and in lakes of frown.
The only warmth is of the blanket,
And it is so cold.
But i'll steer through, it's my regular old
Comfort myself that all will be right
And then lying to self seems so easy.
The non-existence of my thoughts defines me,
My sheer nothingness torments.
But I'm a prisoner trapped by myself.
Blinded by the dazzling bright
Of my tear's shine, in the dim light of isolation.
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