I feel trapped in the nothingness,
Lost in a void of vague,
And the calmness of it all,
Circles me like a plague,

All I want to do is sleep,
Drift away in the seas and the skies,
And I think if I died right now,
I don’t even think I’d realise,

Lost, Alone,
Numb and removed,
With no fight in me left,
Cos the survivor inside of me was smothered and abused,

I can’t cry,
I can’t even think,
Free falling into a standstill of nothing,
Going in no direction all whilst I do nothing but sink,

My eyes are heavy,
My heartbeat is still,
I’m nothing but an empty shell,
A broken man who forgot what it’s like to even be able to feel,

I’m in a state of hollow,
Deep in an empty womb of bleak,
With no thoughts nor words left in my mind,
With no ability or strength left inside me to even speak,

I’m floating in a dream of withdrawn,
As I crumble into the sofa powerless and deprived,
I forfeit my strength to carry on,
And I let the fates of depression decide,

I’m gone,
All my strength and fight depleted,
And I lay deep in purgatory on my sofa,
Broken and defeated.

Wrote on: 11/02/2024