Broken

's a rough way
to feel

For me it's when
things don't
seem real

Can't get a grip
on my
perspective

Anywhere I look
reflective
of the things I
know are wrong

I find no comfort
in a song

Isolated more and
more

Inside a room that
has no door

Feeling such enormous
weight

Like it will always
be too late

To make the air
taste fresh again

And then it comes
and then again

The waves of
complete
emptiness

What can I
ever do
with this?