The Internal Storm

Take the time to reflect upon your life
What path are you on
Seasons get harder to differentiate
I slowly wither within

Walking into a cold and empty room
Where my thoughts accommodate
As I turn myself from social affairs
I'm bracing for isolation

Vacantly looking at the wall
Sitting still
Can't move at all
As I drift into the void

Landing on a field of dying growth
Where the wind has run its course
Ravens leaving trails of feather fall
From their annual migration

Left feeling abandoned and betrayed
Sunlight fades
Always afraid
There's nowhere else to turn

I'm falling into and apathetic state
Repressing all my cries of anger and hate

Days grow bleaker as time linger on
Nights seeming less frequent
Questions ignored and left in the void
Clouded in my own confusion

Longing for a way to be free
From stress and pain
(The stress, the pain)
Mental strain
(You feel is wearing off)
To feel briefly good as new
(Briefly good as new)

I'm falling into and apathetic state
Repressing all my cries of anger and hate

The pressure that clenches my head
Makes me feel like I'm drowning
Secluding myself
Forever

I'm falling into and apathetic state
Repressing all my cries of anger and hate

The point of return fades away
Motionless
Cold and pale
As I drift into the void once more