empty in the blue (5 min poem)

tired

i sink in the couch

hating myself again

i look around to see if anything's changed

i hasn't

the cloud is still there

drizzling down my back

i wish i could wake up tommorrow

and the whole world would gone black

i want to see the gates

but im scared i didn't make it

this feeling i can't shake it

so i'll sit inside my misery

mad to be alive

and keep all the feeling of hated and lust

buried deep inside

because if i said it out loud

that would render it true

and this feeling wont go away

or absence of feeling i suppose

and stay empty in the blue