PerpetuallyAsleep

I sit before the world smiling,
Showing a public mask.
Underneath, frowning, consternation.
Contemplating all, while grasping little.

I look into my reflection,
     Not meeting the gaze.
Chased by hounding regrets,
     Cornered with doubts, cowering.

I listen to the words,
Seeing conflicting action.
Hearing doubt’s voice from another’s lips.
Consumed by it’s power.

I think of what to do next,
Barried alive in throught filled doubts,
Brick by brick, thought by thought,
Becoming insprisoned by my own mind.

I feel empty,
    Not sure where I am.
No longer touching who was me.

No longer feeling awake.