Deflated

I've been stuck in a low lately and in between the dark moments, I tried to figure out a way to describe my feelings. Nothing was fitting right, much like myself. And then I thought of it. Deflated. I feel deflated.

In the younger years, spending time outside, enjoying the fresh air of the world. But then something happened. I popped. Was it just old age? Wear and tear, an accident, or maybe even someone on purpose. Despite the lack of reason, I'm empty. Life forced out of me as I now lay there on the porch. I'm not worthless per se but without purpose. I can still be useful but without the life, I have no motivation and neither does anyone else. So instead I lay there. Watching the world go by and people move on to bigger and better things. Forgetting all about me.

Deflated: lack of air, lack of life, lack of anything to feel whole again