Again ...

Black, all under my eyes,
But my make-up isn't running.
I haven't slept in days,
But there's not a chance that I'll sleep.

Unanswered questions, filling my head and blocking my thoughts,
I don't feel anything anymore, everything has gone completely blank.
My eyes are left with no color, black is the only color you will see,
My hands shake all the time, I just can't hold them still.

I search my music lists, looking for the right song,
But I don't find anything, like the screen is totally blank.
I walk into doors, walls, and all of the sort,
But I don't see them, as if I've lost all sight.

What could be wrong with me? Well it's under debate,
I stop and try to think of it all, sort it out in my head.
Nothing ... That's my result.
I draw a blank, everything is gone.

Could I look for help? Yes.
Do I want to? I don't know.
If I knew the problem, if it could be fixed,
Then I would sleep again ...
... I would wake up crying again ...
... I would have a head full of fear again ...
... I would be readable by my eyes again ...
More than any of that,
... I would feel the pain again ...