Loosing it.

The scariest thought of today is that I'm loosing it.

I'm slowly letting go of the motivation I had to care.

I've let go of everything I once cared about.

I do nothing, I say nothing about what is going on.

I'm slowly letting go and I have nothing to say about it because I've just come to the realization

that breaking free of the hold society had on me has brought me to a state of complete and utter

blindness.

I can't see what is right in front of me.

I can't feel the touch of a finger on my skin.

The tears I'm longing to cry won't even emerge from my throat.

I've lost it somewhere on this road.



I'm waiting for the thunder to give me a jolt of feeling.

I was the sun to shine a brillant display of colors.

I want to feel his love again: to sense the sweet caring of my Lord's love.

I want to be able to feel for other people.

I don't care anymore

I don't care that I'm offshore and swimming farther away.

and I'm afraid that I'm loosing it.

This is bittersweet.