It’s hard to think of you happy.

I talk, you hear echoes;

I look and you smile back.

The knot steals all my passions;

Dismissing the interest; lacking focus.

It’s hard acting normal; it’s hard every day

The numbness of my fingertips;

No consolation; no safety.

Each word feels distant;

Familiar hollow.

My light still flickers, but never stays on.

I reach out and I feel nothing

The phantom touch; it fades away

Emptiness; loud and scared;

The drowning out remains.

The weight of your vision;

Presses me down.

It’s heavy, unyielding;

But still I smile for you.

A veil that hides the cracks;

Can you see right through it?

Or are you too lost in the echo?

Each day just like the last.

Line between real or not.

I am tangled in my disjointed thoughts

It’s hard acting normal;

It’s hard every day.

The knot tightens; pull me deeper.

Swallow and rot; swallow and rot

The numbness of my fingertips;

No consolation; no safety.

Each word feels distant;

Familiar hollow.

My light still flickers, but never stays on.

I reach out and I feel nothing

The phantom touch; it fades away

Emptiness; loud and scared;

The drowning out remains.

The weight of your vision;

Presses me down.

It’s heavy, unyielding;

But still I smile for you.

But still I smile for you.

I find comfort in the quiet,

Where echoes fade.

May peace find me

Let it find me.

It’s hard acting normal, it’s hard every day.