It’s the bitch of living, with nothing going on.

Nothing is going on.
At this very moment, stuck in my room.
2 am
Getting deeper and deeper into the bed.
No plans for when the sun rises.
Just to continue to sink
Until a siren, a piercing call, pulls you away.
Stuck in a cage.
It’s the bitch of living,
There is nothing going on.
All i want to do is to continue to sink,
It’s seems like the only thing keeping me from going

Insane