Mind.in.a.box

now you're sitting in your room, staring into space.
your hair is long and shaggy, your clothes torn to shreds.
the TV an endless stream of commercials,
chat logs filling up the screen beside.
you remember the day on a meadow.
you can see the details, every little thing.
but you can't remember what it felt like,
you're not feeling anything.
it's a movie without sound.
your haggard face flashes up with lightning,
creepy shadows reflect your soul.
take my soul, consume me whole.
I'm no part of this world.