Stabbing Pains

I am numb to both the good and bad
 I'm having thoughts that I should never have
 I've been searching for what doesn't exist
 But I'll flip the switch when I can
 No, I'm not ready for this
 How can you honestly believe
 What goes around comes back again?
 I'd like to know the if and when you've seen that happen before
 These stabbing pains still take my breath away
 Prognosticate the end
 Karma if you're listening
 Of what I'm owed
 I am bereft
 These stabbing pains still take my breath away
 Prognosticate the end
 Karma if you're listening
 Of what I'm owed
 I am bereft
 This disguise
 It just isn't working
 There's no mask that I'd dare to burden
 One day I'll come to the surface
 For now I'll settle in an unmade bed
 A metaphor for my head