I can breathe.My lungs accept and expel air. My heart pumps blood throughout my veins. So why do I feel myself malfunctioning?
Why are my limbs rusting over, my sparks growing dim? I’m shutting down when life is primed for the living. What chased off my joy, what scared off my smile?  I can feel. My soul accounts my every move. I cry at pain, rejoice in love.So why can’t I touch these emotions inside?Where is the disconnect between my brain and my heart?I’m weighed down by my constant endeavor to care. What blocks all my sunlight, what shades all my love?   I can live. My body obeys my commands. My words still reminisce of joy. So why does my heart keep wilting in my chest? Why am I still drowning in these calm waveless waters? I breathe but I can’t seem to find a reason why.  What left me so hollow, what poisoned my soul?