-What's worse than feeling sad?
-Feeling nothing at all.
See, I purposely make myself cry
Just to make sure I'm still alive
I dig my nails into my skin
Because I want so desperately to feel again
I'm fading, I'm fading
Becoming transparent
People walk through me
How can they not see?
That I am still here
I'm so full of fear
Am I even alive?
Or have I already died?
I'm fading, I'm fading
Please let me be real
Someone please tell me how to feel
I'm numb inside
They tell me to stay alive
But how can I stay alive
When I'm already dead inside
I'm fading, I'm fading
Am I really here?
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Mind Heart Soul
PoetryWhat goes on in my mind. What I feel in my heart. What I experience with my soul.
