Nothing at All

once more, slipping into the fantasy,

once more, drifting on the motionless sea,

searching barren skies, waiting for the call,

holding on to nothing, nothing at all;

waiting for dreams that never mattered,

trying not to puke, trying not to fail,

trying not to break down, trying not to fall;

please see that I am trying,

please understand, this is not the life I want,

change does not come easy (for me),

it rips and tears, it claws and chews,

biting and scratching, through mountains

of unrehearsed flesh;

inside we are all the same, inside we are

all cold, scared and frightened, running from

darkness, becoming entangled in the

unforeseen webs, trying to escape,

from situations and circumstances beyond

our control;

in this fantasy, everything is dead,

everything is cold, no future, no hope,

no dreams;

nothing at all.

please take me home now,

I am ready to go,

I have tried so hard to be what You

wanted me to be,

please take me home now.

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