witnessed by no one...

to remain hidden one must after work, go straight home... close the door n lock it... then forget about ever having hope... others cannot exist in the silence as the mind dwells... creating an endless battle of emotions to live in a self made hell... alone n drifting in thoughts... stuck somewhere in a timezone wishing to be forgotten... telling friends one doesn't have time to do anything... as the solitude is accepted to ease the pain... for the silence is better than losing self again... creating a twin in reflections as ones biggest fan... one hasta lose their own fuckin mind... removing self from all the hype... become the only one to depend on so emotion won't get hurt... avoiding attempts of others trying to flirt... in the dark where the nothingness never makes a sound... comfort is the key to breathe as if self has been found... shoved in a cell like domain to reside... a dungeon for desires to die... unseen by sights within the design of others eyes... never allowing tongue to speak of new lies... at the base of the basics life is set on reset... saying fuck everything for the better of what crawls not only through the head but lingers in the chest... remembering nothing until it all fades away... as the day will come where one is no longer afraid to show their face...