Still

The storms have left my life alone As it is stormy enough Every morning my brain is dead, and my eyes have stopped their sparkling, I wash the dirt off my face, but The mirror refused to show it clean The paths that the tears have traveled Carved in with the scars, Had given a new beginning to my day As I watched my reflection for hours And my shadow had faded... The slowness of my death was invisible The words that were me Had become obsolete, as I was a fool in search for serenity My reasons had decayed and i wandered Into the world, of the world; Where there was no place for me I was lost in the masquerade... It was a patient numbness That had engulfed my soul. I spent my days and nights Muffled under bedsheets, so that the sun and the moon Don't recognize me, I embraced the dark And purged my rowdy self in nothingness I needed to sleep, I needed to cry God help me, I'm wasted... I cant feel the pain anymore As i had given up, how to feel The webs that had crossed on my lips The stings that closed up on my eyes I am free, when bound to die So one last time, I ask myself Am i me, or someone else? I cant find me anymore As its been ages, i was rested... ~~Thank You for the reviews and comments~~