Going through the motions
My ribcage is hollow
Where am I going?
What am I doing?
All I know is I'll follow
This line right into the ocean
But at the last second, I'll pull away
We all know I don't have that in me
I've been here before
I stand in front of the same door
A reason to turn the knob is the one thing I don't see
I wish that it wasn't today
My smile feels fake
My limbs are too long
I'm hunched over and small
Quite resembling a ball
I used to think I was strong
But I feel like I'm going to break
I want to scream
But stay quiet too
Inside my head are dissonant whispers
I'm stuck in another mental twister
Honestly? I'm not sure what to do
So I'll just write my way through another ream
My thoughts are slightly calmer now
But it's just not enough
My ribcage is still empty
Of reasons to give up, I've got plenty
Raising my head is tough
But I know that I'll do it somehow
Today is going by
And I am out of control
There's comfort in that
As I lay flat
In the bottom of my hole
And let out a deep, deep sigh...
-R
