[265] Still Life

A loss of words and a loss of reality
I lose all fire and I lost on vitality
The gift lies unwrapped
somewhere in the absurdity
To find all my feelings
Blocked memories surface to weep

I sing all my worries
and you sing back with silence
I sing all my disappointments
but you start to feel violent
Is my calmness a virtue or am I
starting to feel nothing?
Does nothing really affect me anymore
while the others dream the painful world

Experience is learning while
you walk on a road
and the way you learn to look around
to consider all your sorrows
But what do you do when it feels like
You’re at the end of the road
Is there no other way?
To find out where you belong