The Things We Left Unsaid

was it ever real

I see things that don’t exist, 
Shadows dance in the corners of my vision, 
Whispers of a reality that isn’t there. 
I hear voices that were never spoken, 
Words that linger in the air, 
Echoes of thoughts that were never mine.

Am I losing my mind? 
Is this the beginning of the end? 
The world around me distorts and blurs, 
A twisted reflection of a life I can’t recognize. 
Reality slips through my fingers, 
Like sand in a broken hourglass, 
And I’m left grasping at nothingness.

The line between what’s real and imagined 
Fades with every passing day. 
I’m trapped in a mind that betrays me, 
A prisoner to the chaos within. 
Every thought feels like a tangled web, 
Every breath a reminder of the madness creeping in.

I’m sinking, 
Drowning in the depths of my own mind, 
And no one sees the struggle beneath my skin. 
Am I losing myself, 
Or have I already gone? 
This darkness consumes me, 
And I can’t tell where it ends, 
Or if it ever will.