In My Mind

Where is my mind today? Is this real or make believe? Don’t know the difference between fantasy and reality. Have I lost myself completely? I no longer recognize myself. Don’t know the truth from lies, don’t even know why I cry. I’ve lost the ability to push my troubles aside… I’ve grown accustomed to the feeling of being stuck in my mind. It’s suffocating yet I can still breathe. Draining me of all energy. In a way it gives me a sense of relief. It’s my cage and my remedy. Stuck in limbo, everything I fear is now real. Am I that far gone? I’ll just lay here until the world outside is worth living. Am I just looking or really seeing? Just hearing or really listening? What’s really happening? What’s going on?