What Am I Doing?

Turn off the lights.
There is no glare that here can lighten me.
There is no path that’s clear that I can see.
Turn off the lights.

Close up the room.
I have no need of air or food or warmth.
I don’t know why I needed them before.
Close up the room.

Silence my mind.
Can’t I be happy, numb and senseless here?
Is it too much to suffocate my fears?
Silence my mind.

I don’t know how this life is what I want.
The last time i took ill, retreated back
To what I knew, but led less from the front
Those times were more successful, that’s a fact

But this time I feel greater need for change.
Something drastic, but then once again
I am confronted by the awful truth:
I don’t want this, but I don’t know what I want to do.

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About dcduell

Failed musician. Trying to write for TV. Never sure quite where I'm headed. Serial un-funnyman. I used to do a lot of writing. Sometimes I still do. So I decided to put it on the internet. I'm on Facebook and Twitter. Pretty active on the former, not so much on the latter. Holler at me.
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