10 / Societal Collapse
Sleepwalking
Flat eyes stare through glass Quiet rooms drown out the calls Muted hunger, blunted pain Screened souls behind the walls Overfed and underfed Numbers buzzing in my head Scarred and wired, always on Forced to adapt, just holding on Numb minutes drip, gray and slow Routine shadows, status quo Coping ghosts in endless chain Normalized ache, silent refrain Waiting breath, watching time Clicking silence, scrolling lines Guarded hope barely alive Existing cold, barely survive Sleepwalking still here Routine tides, hollow cheers Grinding days, empty praise Night bleeds into gray Breathing, moving, persisting Guarded and detached Screened and overfed Drained, scarred, adapted Numb and safe, I'm functional Muted, blunted, counting gains Clicking, logging, scrolling lines Conditional links, distant ties Underpaid, overworked lives Just existing, eyes wide Sleepwalking still here Routine tides, hollow cheers Grinding days, empty praise Night bleeds into gray Breathing, moving, persisting Guarded and detached Wired hands grasp at silence Scarred faces lost in screens Lifeless hope adapted, numb Coping shadows drift unseen Winning, losing all the same Life's pointless fucking game Underneath these faded marks Only persistence remains Routine bones, safe decay Bored inside this masquerade Detached reflections flicker on Breathing, still here, undone Sleepwalking still here Routine tides, hollow cheers fading days, empty praise Night bleeds into gray Still here Still here Fingers numb, glass-cold light Repeating numbers in silent fright Blank faces ripple in the stream A thousand stares behind a screen Muted days, flicker past Adapted hunger never lasts Old scars echo in the wire Routine breath, faint desire Still here gray and thin Grinding out what might have been Boredom weighing down the years Empty hands, unraveling fears Still here Still here Still here Still here Still here Still here Sleep erodes these blank routines Empty gaze and shattered screens Chasing numbers, silent dread Wired veins feel nothing said Threads unravel, binding tight Hope corrodes in filtered light Orders given, faces pale Breathing on, purpose frail Still breathing Still moving Still persisting Still here Years grinding, colors fade Meaning slips, a vague charade Hollow cheers and muted gain Sleepwalking through the strain Faint desire flickers out Guarded, hollow, wrapped in doubt Routine pulses marking time Exist repeat decline Still here Still here Still here Eyes open, but unseen Pulse of static, always mute Half-alive and shadow-thin Dragged by cycles absolute Conditional smile fractured glass Transaction bleeds and doesn't last Hollow touch on calloused skin Repeating ache grown within Sleepwalking still here Hunger churns, empty cheers Fractioned days, measured pain Trapped in the same refrain Still waiting Still counting Still fading Still here Numbers linger, meaning lost Routine weighs, bone and frost All the faces, drifting slow Blank and numb, nowhere to go Time recedes, shadows stay ground beneath another day Guarded, drained, the surface thin Persist the silence, worn within Still here Still here Still hereBack to Homeless and Hopeless