Nothing
Is what I feel
Nothing
Is never real because
Something
Is always there
But nothing
Can reach me here

Here is
Haunting lullabies
Here is
Suppressed all the time
Because
Here in
The depths of my mind
Nothing is all I need

Every
Part of me
Every
Memory is
Slowly
Killing me
Every time I breathe

This breath
Comes too fast
This breath
Might be my last
Breathing
Will become my past
This breath
I have held for years

Drowning
I couldn’t hold it back
Drowning
In memories of the past
Crimson tidal waves slamming
Pouring, crashing
Down on me
Now I finally succumb to thee