I need to do some soul searching,
but is there anything left for me to find?
Is everything lost within me,
never wanting to be found?
A journey through my heart is futile,
if all I find is dust.
If my inner workings have all began to rust.
Complacently sitting here,
losing all my faith in trust.
Losing my want to delve into places unknown.
My desire to find myself is lacking.
hoping theres something still alive inside.
living within me.
What I hide down deep,
is slowly but surely consuming the rest of me.