Must Come Down

... The Crash; the Comedown
The ground never felt so hard
This feeling of pressure keeping me down

Hope... gone. Joy... gone.
No feelings other than helplessness and despair
Can't muster the energy to get up

Making a plan for my way out
Writing letters to apologize for it
Shutting everyone out

Mask. Mask. Mask
All that 's left is to follow the plan
Unless; No, just the void growing in.