Why am I lost

I stay silent while they are all talking, I seem to float while they are all walking, there is nothing there but a vacant stare but they don't notice they don't care.

I carry on until it boils to the brim but I keep it within, is this what I get for all of my sin. Please pray for me although it's against my beliefs I will try anything to get rid of this sick stricken grief, in my mind all your find is doubt, I cant tell you what about but I can hum you a sinister melody.

I tried to end it all to make them see hopefully they might want to talk to me, but all I got was guilt and bigger cracks in the foundations we built.

So I went back to my bubble, back to walking down that narrowest of narrow tunnels, but at the end of the tunnel is a light, I have to get to this light to make this dark tunnel bright.