They think that I have my life alltogether
Truth is, I’m just an empty body.
An empty soul,
Nothing more than a frozen heart
cast into the snow and scathed by rejection.
Am crushed,
My mind has gone into a blure everything is in a daze
and am so out of touch with my senses,
I take a good look at myself in the mirror
It’s been years since i liked what i saw there
I hate the reflection
I hate the person looking back at me
Even as I look one more time,
It seems I’m just another stranger to myself
I have suffered, tortured even in the depths of hell for eternities.
I’m not living, barely even surviving
I am just trying my best To make it out of here…
~Misfit ~
4 replies on “Nobody Inside.”
You’re doing well poet
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