Dying inside

Dying inside

The weight of the world on my shoulders
The weight of the world on my mind
The truth hidden in plain sight
As I slowly start dying inside

Sensations of youth begin to resurface
Sensations I spent my latter years denying
Irrational thoughts get the better of me
And I slowly start dying inside

Years of stern resistance
The ego, forbidding me
All those years so simply undone
The embarrassing weakness for all to see

I can almost sense the disappointment
From the face staring me down
The timing was yet again impeccable
This is not the place I wanted to be right now

So many questions, thoughts, unknowns and fears
Constantly plaguing my mind
No rest for the wicked
As I slowly start dying inside