I am breathing, blood is pumping through my veins.
My eyes are seeing, my brain is searching
Through my thoughts.
My self is being, my hand is holding
Yours in mine.
My head is empty,
And your eyes they tempt me.
I am not enough,
But you are plenty.
Yes, I’m breathing
And yes I’m seeing,
But I am feeling
Nothing, again,
Why aren’t you seeing?
I am not alive,
I am merely breathing.
