Stillness

No thoughts racing my mind, there’s a complete blank
I see no images in my mind, an unending black occupies it
Devoid of all emotions now, like a stone I sit all day long
In an endless pit I am falling, down and down into the dark

I crave those old times, the tough old times

When my mind was flooded with not one but thousands of thoughts
The nights I lay awake for fear of nightmares haunting me
Emotions were a roller coaster, switching between anger and glee
When I tripped each day only to get back up and fall again

I crave those old times, the tough old times

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