I can't describe

I can't describe how much I feel alive in death, each breath I take, I cry and ache and people would think me dead, I could go to a noose and hang my head but I still feel more alive than dead.


I can't describe how much I feel alive in death, I go on a path on my left but I ask myself was that right? I laugh along with their loud songs and in a quiet room my voice is still muffled, my heart is so small I could keep all my emotions in a duffel.


I can't describe how much I feel alive in death, they say my check is due but one problem, I don't want to leave you.

Reviews

[Ghost writer]

this is really good, deep and dark, my favorite. I like the first verse a lot but do think the end of that verse is a little lacking.
I like the repeat at the beginning of each verse I think that adds a rhythmic quality that I think is lost on a lot of new writers even though it is a helpful and easy technique.

[Brilli B]

Thanks for the information and I also like the repeat because I feel like I don't have much flow and that helped me.