Shadowboxing

I crave the feeling of being comfortably numb, numb from the hurt and the sadness that comes along with reality. I wont lie its not all the time but its often enough now i can finally admit I am not fine. Walking my life like I'm in a dream, honestly I've forgot when the clock stopped for me and all of this became my new reality, only to find myself running from it just like the time before and the time before that. There's a place for the lost boy's but what about for the lost girls where do we go when this race is run. All i want is to go home.

The older i get the smarter these voices get, clever enough to have me thinking they were my friends. No one can save me I'm stuck on the border of life and death, seeing the spirits of people i once loved and called family then fighting demons on the other side trying to protect something i have no clue about. It's a death race that never comes to a finish line. Confused with what is real and what is not, but I'm not scared anymore they stronger they grew the colder i became. I'm just tired of fighting, I want to go home.