To feel one's happiness drained
Becoming invisible
One's emotions dying
One, after another
Contemplating if one's own existence matter
Or simply battling defeat
Clawing, punching, shouting, stand
Flailing, skulking, cowering, fall
Heavy, like my soul
Cold, like my heart
Fulfilling it's purpose
Will it win, or will I lose
One... two.. three
It's torture being this pathetic
Four... five... six
But God knows I tried... I tried
Seven... eight... pause
Life trickling out of the palms of my hand
Nine... Te-
As I'm silenced; into oblivion