Tonight, my love,
I watch an empty sky
Filled with stars.

I see nothing
and everything,
trapped behind these bars.

I try to think
of what may come,
but instead, find myself
to be rather...

numb.

Numb to the touch.
Numb to the smell.
Numb to the sight
of this familiar hell.

A lifeless soul
trapped in the ghost of a boy.
Why is it
that I can no longer feel joy?

Or anything,
for that matter.
And what's up
with all this GODDAMN LAUGHTER?

Is my pain funny?
I can't even tell.
I'm still locked up
inside this familiar hell.

My life is a joke
and all I do fails.
I don't even feel softness
in those two, old tails.

what's going on?
Have I finally fuckin' lost it?
I hear all these voices...
but no one is there.

Why is my life
this huge, complex cross-stitch?
All I can do
is just sit and stare.

Or stand...
or lay...
or anything but move.

paralyzed by the thought of you,
I find myself
stuck in a groove.

It's always the same story
again and again
reaching for that knife...
that gun...
that rope.

Every second,
getting closer...

Closer...

CLOSER!

...

Until...

I'm free...

finally.