I can't even anymore
My eyes feel like rocks of diceit
I dont know what to feel
I feel empty...
Like there's no one but me
As if nothing is right
And everything's wrong
But no one can see me
'Cause im on my own...
On this isle I created
Full of sorrow and coal
Still no one believes me
When say I'm distraught
The feeling of nothingness
That fills every hole
There's no one who sees them
And no one to hear
The voices that tell me:
"Just end it now, and be free of the fear,
The fear that haunts you,
That wakes you up every night.
We believe you can do this,
And set us all free,
From this hell of a life of yours,
And set us all free."
So i do as they say,
For their good and bad,
To free all their souls,
From my fallen man.
In just a brief moment
Of silence and peace
In those one or two seconds,
As i take the leap
To what comes next.
I feel nothing at all.
YOU ARE READING
The Depths Of Reality
PoetryWhat do you see when you look into the mirror? Do you accept what you see? Or do you try to blur out the truth by believing lies that others tell you and that you tell yourself. I hope you find yourself reading this, and reflect on your life.
