Split Routine

Banish this from my head

This never-ending sorrow

Still

Still I will feed

Still

Still I will bleed

Time to sleep

Blind and never meant to see

Everything all around me

Days, cycle in repeat

Change, never brings relief

Choice is no longer here

Burning through the time

Present in my mind

Paralyzed, still left shaking

Trembling like the weakest of branches

Barely hanging onto these dead nerves

Frayed and broken to the core

Still, still I will feed

Nothing left living here

Slowly, used to everything

Surrender to these feelings

No control, no life left in me

Could this really be

Senseless this misery