Senses

Senses leave me senseless when I lose my sense of self in the everyday scheme of things
From the warmth to bitter cold, from the bright lights to the loud rings
Feeling the feelings that feel like what they once felt like when I didn’t think I could feel
Following the scent that sent you in the wrong direction to the deceitful bait made me reel…in
trouble, a heap of it, like a garbage dump. Funny how most of my experiences led there; call it memory lane

The eyes are the what to your soul? I just got burned, now it’s shattered call that window pain
Trauma to the skin has the power to reach out and touch at a minimum
Wondering if I’ll ever be the same as before has me wary, what a conundrum
Thought the situation was clear I could see through and true
But the lies are blurring my vision trying to depend on my mind but it’s empty; not one clue

Fog in the air I’m isolated can’t see anyone and no souls can be
I’m out of my depth, shallow breathing seems synonymous to me
At this point I’m drowning in the book of sorrows, no life jacket to bookmark
It’s getting dark this tunnel has no light they blocked it at the back

Beyond help and reach I’ve got no angels to counsel me
Hello to this new coffin of life; enclosed and going down to be forgotten by the masses
Goodbye to what I thought I knew, the world where chaos ruled the senseless classes