Heading to that dark place

I'm Spiraling into that dark place again.

Where do I go, what do I do.

Same Shit Different day.

Theres a voice in my head thats telling me to go home, what for?

To my family Im a breed apart.

To my wife I'm just there, a room mate, she says she loves me.

I know shes not physically attracted to me.

Always some reason, and I wind up masturbating in the shower again.

There was a time where we couldn't keep our hands off of each other.

Does she want me, or the figment of my soul that once was.

Im going in circles, just a dumb country boy in the big city.

The constant noise drowning out the voices in my head.

Making me bland and flaccid.

Too chicken shit to make a decision either way, watching every thing fall apart, and swirl down the bowl.

The pain of staying is as great as the pain of leaving

Where do I go, what do I do.

Same Shit Different day.

Theres a voice in my head thats telling me

to go home, what for?

Some one once said " No matter where you go there you are".

I Feel overwhelmed, with no release at all.

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