Im not feeling much of anything anymore
I try to just get by, but breathings such a chore
I ran out of guilt to play, to make me hate my day
The juice for tearfulness, is something I should miss
Energy is a mile to shore, when I dont know what for
I know somethings absent, but a paper cups not a feeling, nor fulfillment
I should be filled with anger, but my feelings are a stranger
I should be consumed by the bitter, but I could not taste, an apple fritter
Surely I would feel the surrounding love, but I know not what they know of
I could slice my tongue and let the worms settle in, though even so Id know no pain or feel unsettling
It doesnt matter what I do so I'll do it
It doesnt matter what I dont so I wont
I dont so much feel confused as much as I feel the fog
Maybe Ill get run over, going for a walk
I dont know if Id care or how Id feel
Or how much of my face would peel
Pointless endeavor
Or regret when Im better
I guess I do feel tethered
To this one point
Or maybe an ache in a phantom joint
