Deadly Alive

How can emptiness feel so heavy?
How can a bright day seem so dark?
How come I feel sad when I'm alive?
How come I regret having this kind of life?

I've been in my own world lately
Black and White that's my whole story
Teardrops falling slowly into my hands
I feel that's the only clear thing remaining in me

We are slaves of our emotions
We are prisoners of our depression
We are still breathing, we are still lucky
Most of us going through heavy lungs

A music without rhythm
A heart without a beat
Scars not healing soon
But numbness coming over soon

Trying to find my way
Trying to escape this calamity
As I feel asleep
The numbness loses its sense!

- Nirmohi