Within these days
My thoughts have become the shade of unsweetened coffee.
Within these days
My fingers stayed on pause trying to perform their dance of letters.
Within these days
My ears have become deaf to my own thoughts.
Within these days
My voice trembles with each word and scratches at each tune.
Within these days
My peers have failed to notice my changes
Within these days
My own family is oblivious to what I am going through
Within these days
My stomach has stop growling
My feet have stop moving
My eyes stop searching
My heart has stopped beating
You don’t want me
I don’t want me either