Now lost all meaning,
blinded by over-reasoning...
I faulter far, by sealing in.
Pulled out all the stop signs,
fell into words without rhymes...
Now just a prisoner to a page.
Saddness and disappointment follow,
trying to fill what's hollow...
Never felt quite this low.
Don't try to fix what's broken,
I'm tired and words are tokens,
nothing's real here...I should know.