In To Nothing

I can’t think, I can’t work, With this spinning brain I’m berserk, This mind that was filled with something, From thinking to nothing. I can’t sleep, I can’t rest, With this throbbing pain in my chest, This hole that was filled with something From beating to nothing I can’t move, I can’t walk, I don’t have strength left to just talk This life that was filled with something From living to nothing As I take, My last breath, I find that it’s all I have left These tears so fresh, roll on into nothing From nothing to nothing