Senseless

Shadows swallow me whole
When I gaze upon myself

The image without says nothing
of who I really am

Tired and weary
grasping at nothing
holding on to only hope

Finding who I am
in the midst of all
of these voices
seems an endless task,
an endless waking nightmare

Shaking senselessly in fear
of the world around me

Sensing what was
and what was meant to be

And somewhere in the middle
Sits a lost a lonely me!