Room

I'm unsure what direction or if I should look away,
im pretty sure the world is watching less and less every single day,
I'm emptying this youthfilled flask so fast and try so hard,
As to keep those eyes looking at what may have lied afar,
I lay face up in starless sky, 
with lights all flashing here,
I can't remember my own name,
it's weight more hard to bare,
feeling nothing under me,
yet so still here I lay,
I blink and for a second those damn roots begin to weigh.
My face is empty swallowed by those nights that cried before,
the water crushes down on me and only more and more, 
my eyes stay open looking past the wall of nothing here,
I stand alone emotionless and yet it's never near.
it's all white space and nothings of what I have never thought,
the paint I had those years ago and simply just forgot,
I bleed through my own caution-ness and sorrows left behind,
I am only but a body living under shining lights.