To the End of the World

There was a time;

I told myself to stop feeling

Because if I only ever felt,

I would've got lost.

There's a place,

Where I always end up drowning

My skin being pulled

By everyone who lay an eye on me.

Sometimes it's a never-ending nightmare

As I feel trapped;

Unable to free myself

From the arms of the devil.

One voice after another

Rumbling like thunder

Yet nowhere to be located

Screaming for help

At the top of my lungs

But who am I yelping for?

I am damned to suffocate.

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The air begins to thicken

My chest tightens itself

I can no longer breathe.

I am paralyzed;

A room full of strangers,

Silently judging me

As I stare vacantly into the distance.

The piercing voices surrounding me

Echoing through my ears,

"It is all but nothing;

"It is all in your head."

But if it all were nothing,

How could I be living it?