Inertia

I feel like I’m losing myself in the hours Procrastinating all productivity Once known too well to myself Raised to be its existence Now I watch it run by Running scared Because I feel like I’m losing myself in the hours Feuds become whole in my mind Nothing is growing Creeping like vines all over my mind And I sit and watch With arms outstretched, tear filled eyes, salty cheeks Passion surrounded by smoke But where is my fire? No longer burning Because I feel like I’m losing myself in the hours Echoes echoes echoes Wake or sleep, echoes in my mind Weep Those salty cheeks Those echoes, that reminder, that torture My pride Of echoes echoes echoes in my mind I can’t be Not watching it run by Running scared Because I feel like I’m losing myself in the hours.