Nothing
Out of Control
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It’s been a while.
Sometimes I get up and move around.
Sometimes I just lie here.
My head is lazy.
I want out.
Smothering in my own thoughts.
No more thinking.
No more memories.
No rest for my soul.
Happy, blank pages of nothing.
Swimming through the clouds.
Life spinning out of control.
Grasping for something to hold on to.
Slipping and falling.
Back to sleep.
Looking for reason.
Searching for existence.
Losing myself in the emptiness.
Questioning continuance.
Resting in pools of nullity.
Sometimes I get up and move around.
Sometimes I just lie here.
My head is lazy.
I want out.
Smothering in my own thoughts.
No more thinking.
No more memories.
No rest for my soul.
Happy, blank pages of nothing.
Swimming through the clouds.
Life spinning out of control.
Grasping for something to hold on to.
Slipping and falling.
Back to sleep.
Looking for reason.
Searching for existence.
Losing myself in the emptiness.
Questioning continuance.
Resting in pools of nullity.