Dying

What it feels like to slowly go numb after being broken for a long time.

I’m tired of all these lies,

Controlling all our lives.

This hidden confusion,

Is starting to drive me insane.

The fog of my darkness,

Continues to hang over me,

Like my own shadow.

One that I can’t seem to lose.

These demons locked inside of my heart.

 Nothing to ease my fears from my soul,

Why is this happening to me?

Why must I feel this way?

I’m not normal,

Still no one seems to care.

They were never here for me,

Why?

Is it because I’m a worthless son-of-a-gun?

I know I am no better than dirt.

No wonder why I’m so broken,

And there is no one there to heal my dying soul.

Don’t bother trying to reach me,

I am no longer here.

Just an empty shell,

Of who I once was.

Nothing here to ease my pain,

As I slowly slip into an eternal slumber.