by: trista groulx

I feel myself slipping
Slipping slowly into that place
That place I never wanted to be in
Never be in again
But I feel myself slipping
Slipping slowly, into a place
A place I cannot bare
Slowly slipping more and more
Into a place within me
Somewhere hidden deep inside
Which scares me to visit
Which scares me with each trip
But I still feel myself slipping
Slipping into that empty space
That hollow place where only
Only the darkness can survive
Where the sorrow thrives
Where all my pain lives
Slowly I slip into that
That empty space hidden deep
Deep inside my heart
Where no one gets to visit
Where only sadness survives
I slip further and further
Never finding a lifesaver
Sinking slipping, falling,
Into a place I should never be