starting over

Ears are ringing again again

My limbs, they're losing feeling

Fingers tingling

No worries, I'll fall over soon

Onto my bed, hours passing

Nothing stays, nothing's lasting

There are no answers, no use in asking

I'm dead until I wake up

My eyes always open

Empty and hollow

Too much to deal with

Bit off more than I could swallow

Stumbling through doorways

Huggling the walls

Too proud to take your hand

I'll be the one that falls

Reviews

[Jb]

use

[Jerry]

A very pleasant poem to read, though it may not be about your most pleasant days,
it was enjoyable to read.