Will it not

I have been alucinating

Where I've been mentally

No good thoughts approching

Aloof and full I am today

I'm wounded by tears,

Where I've lacked fears.

No great sensations arousing,

Dry and tired I am today.

Where I sit, who I stare, what I look

Doesn't matter anymore.

Who I am, where I've been, what I want

Don't really care.

I'm a good person and I never think about it

Whatever it was that I did back then,

I'm not a man to place blame.

Though you told that it was coming to an end.

Now I'm wounded by fears,

Where I've lacked tears.

No great outlines arousing,

Wet and tired I am today.