This ticking motion.
Inside me.
What fuels it?
What keeps it going?
What is keeping me here?
I can't seem to get away
I can't seem to pretend anymore.
I'm not okay.
I'm not stable.
I feel an explosion coming,
From beneath.
I feel a finale,
Approaching faster,
Faster than I had imagined.
I no longer feel urge,
To find happiness,
I no longer feel the curiosity,
To see what a happy life,
Could really be like.
Everything is caving in,
Slowly,
Sure enough
So every crumble
Comes smashing down,
Bruising what heart I have left.
