Slipping Away

[@MusicalPoemic]

I feel myself slipping, piece by piece,
Another night, another part of me dies,
I try to hold on, but it’s never enough,
Who I was is breaking, and I’m lost inside.
I stare at the walls, and there’s nothing left,
Every breath feels a little more numb,
I lose myself in the quiet of night,
And by morning, another part’s gone
If I don’t go tonight, some part of me will,
I’m less of myself every day,
Fading slowly, nothing left to fill,
I’m here, but I’m slipping away.
What’s left when you’re nothing but tired?
When you’re here, but you’re already gone?
I’m a memory fading, I know that much,
Losing pieces till there’s no one to hold on.
(Hold on)
I’m breaking apart, losing the fight,
And every night, there’s less of me left,
Until one day, I’m gone for good,
Just a trace of what was, just an empty breath.
If I don’t go tonight, some part of me will,
I’m less of myself every day,
Fading slowly, nothing left to fill,
I’m here, but I’m slipping away.
It’s strange to be here, alive and alone,
No spark, no feeling, no reason to fight,
I’m waiting for nothing, just counting the days,
As each piece slips out of sight.
I sit in the dark, waiting for the end,
Each hour that passes steals more from my soul,
I thought I was strong, but I’m breaking apart,
Just a shell of the person I used to know.
I fight through the night, but I’m losing the war,
What’s left of my heart is too tired to mend,
I count all the ways I’ve let myself down,
Every loss adds up, and I can’t pretend
If I don’t go tonight, some part of me will,
I’m less of myself every day,
Fading slowly, nothing left to fill,
I’m here, but I’m slipping away.