Weird Hiding Places

I can't figure out what I need to do or where i need to go,
but I do have this sinking feeling that I have lost control.
Its like a creature inside used to fuel my pride,
but some how it laid down, slowly cruled up and died.
It was the place, it was the power, but now its just empty
like a bloody face, a wilted flower, its hollow within me.
They speak quite, very gently, so none around can hear empathy.
They can't show, signs of emotion, none around can feel free.
So dont just close your eyes and go back to sleep,
before you, in anyway, end up one of the sheep.