There is Naught to be Said

I wrote this on literally no sleep for the past two days...so bear with me hahah

I go days without a blink of sleep
my personality and being, are hard to keep
I'm slowly falling apart, a piece at a time
I've lost up to my legs, I'm waist deep

In change for the worst, don't know
what to do, or where to even go
I'm a fish out of the ocean
No difference, whether I go fast or slow

I'm changing, mutating to something
but perhaps, I'm dissolving to nothing
who can tell, who can know now?
I feel like I've lost just about everything

But I'm still gonna keep going, without rest
charge headlong through this ache in my chest
my entire body is numb, I can't feel at all
I'm now quiet and withdrawn, who would've guessed?

Loud and rowdy now more, the party boy is dead
in his place a boy, his legs and heart are lead
heavy, dragging him down to the ground
it's impossible to this, there's naught to be said

Just remember me for who I was before all this
I wish that I could give Becky, one last kiss
sadly this is impossible, I can't do it
I just pray that I won't be missed