Numbing me down

I am loosing the sense of life
Bit by bit
I am hit by strife
It is numbing me down
This unseen hollowness
The dreams seem drenched
Rather they are amiss
Like they were never mine
Or may be
I don't believe them
Anymore.
For I have worn this cocoon
And it kills me
Every moment
And I die
Bit by bit
Every second
To months,
to an year.
I sleep these days
More often
Than my entire life
And I think
Absolutely nothing
Or if I do
It feels
Like I am pacing up
The drowning process
In a warm land of
Quicksand.
But the killing
It continues
I also feel the aging.
Tick tock
Tick tock
I roam in past
I hate this seizing.
And I have lost faith
In the future
I no more yearn
For past
The present too
Doesn't seem so
Happening
I feel the death
Taking it's toll.