ME

I See things that are not there.
My mind is filled with doubt and despair.

I hear things that have not been said.
I have feelings of fear and dread.

For no reason I am depressed and sad.
Perhaps I am slowly going mad.

Life seems to be taking its toll on me.
I am not the person I used to be.

I look in the mirror but I am not there.
My reflection is, but my mind is elsewhere.

I am floating, drifting, slowly away.
To be reborn perhaps, another day.