Vacant

 

Mental exhaustion, burn out, constant confusion.
Fix me; leave me to find a way to a solution.
Juggle many balls in the air and watch them fall.
I crash to the floor, unseen by you all.


Lift me up by letting go.
This balloon needs a break from all the noise.
I used to have the coolness of snow,
Now I am at melting point and I am without choice.


Follow the line with pressure feet;
Crawl through the crowd of demands I must meet.
I accept all charity, but no helps seems to be forthcoming.
So alone I fight with the demons inside;
I don’t think I will ever be winning.
I lose my way,
I lose the fight,
As I lose the will to try…


Hollow eyes tell my story;
Vacant space between the ears;
Ever closer to seeing the glory;
Always one step too far, so close, so near,
But so far away from ever succeeding;
I just do not have the understanding.



I just do not have the time
And I certainly do not have the energy.
A state of mind, no place to hide,
My head used to be my sanctuary,
In which I could confide,
But now I cannot…simplify.


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