Internally dead

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My frustration with life

Eats away at my soul

I can not even feel

Emotions any more


I do not wish to live

I do not wish to die

All that I wish for now

Is to just disappear


All my life all I did

Was try my very best

And yet I got nothing

Oh, what is all this for?


I've forgotten myself

Forgotten dimensions

Of who I used to be

And what I used to do


But I do remember

The days long ago when

Tears didn't come everyday

And they did not break me


Now love songs bring anger

And so do happy ones

These optimistic fools

Of them I am jealous


I wish desperately 

To go back, to fix me

And yet not even hope

Wants to live inside me


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 Sometimes I feel so many negative emotions in a high intensity for so long, I stop feeling emotions altogether. You feel empty, and everything becomes useless. You start hating yourself and everyone trying to tell you it'll get better. Cause it never does. You don't want to live, but you don't want to die. Happy songs feel so fake and infuriating. The future holds nothing. You don't talk much, you don't laugh at all. You start drowning in nothingness, and you lose yourself and any hope you had of reaching the surface. This poem is about my experience with this. I've also limited each line to six syllables, instead of using a rhyme scheme.

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With love,

Loonazure

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