Comatose

Feeling nothing between my heart beat at the sound of my respiration, I resign my self to nihilism. Good guys finish last and that's a fact, why can't I be a bad person for once, why can't I be the happy one. No doubt the reason's gone, no doubt my feeling is gone. And for a little while I scratch my head bald, just for a moment I am gone. I feel myself drifting into another world, a world that will take no part in my mind. A place where I'm always drowning, a suffocating nightmare... my feeling is gone or am I just sad? Perhaps I'm just shining... maybe I'm Jack!