𝐏𝐨𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐲

lifeless

how can I be alive,

when I feel nothing inside?

the nothingness inside myself

makes me deaf.

deaf to the highs,

deaf to the lows,

that's why i stay here,

i have nowhere to go.

a shell of who i was,

and what i could be

shattered to pieces

that floated out to sea.

put them together

and what do you see?

another lost soul

inside an empty body.