While I Wait

Dehumanized

What is a man to do, when the truth does not set him free?
If every option you have will rip your soul away, why even bother deciding...
If every time I get a glimpse of your image, my heart stops beating.
And my only choice is to try to cloud my thoughts with distractions, will I ever regain my sanity again?
My head is bland now, all I do is sit and stare at a world just watching me ignorantly as if I were fine...
Every day is a reminder of what I have left behind,
Walking along with my utter attempt to look strong.
I now have nothing left,
Please god tell me that my future does not conclude,
Being dehumanized again...