.

Give me some peace

there seems to be no release

from this beast.

threece, thrice chimes the clock

and I wish it was shock

that i feel

but it's not,

Its this mind that's a lock

It's this mind thats a lock 

On the things that I wish i could say

But i can't.

I can't stand

I can't sit

I can't feel

I can't hit

I can't shout

Get out

Get out from these depths 

Where it feels like im falling 

But im not even moving

Im just proving

That in being

I am seeing

Nothing

More than anything

That could be everything

But is in fact not even the begining

Begging

For more. 

Claw back the losses

And forget

It.