Slipping away from this dreaded mind

For awhile you shall finally find

That you realize this life was not lined

And your standing desolate behind

Cold and desparate, angry and about to rip

Define living when you always step and trip

Flooded with sorrow, life with blood from a bit lip

Death is flowing in, like water in a sunken ship

I'm still left behind, staring blind, desolate

I stand and touch my skin, feeling I can't osculate

Trapped in a vacant world, i'm asleep, I can't circulate

Hollow and barred from life, alone and emasculate