Dead inside

They say I’m dead inside.
They say my heart is cold as ice.
I don’t feel happy, I don’t feel sad.
So I feel, maybe, they are right.

I don’t remember the last time I cried,
Or the last time I had a fight.
I no more care when someone leaves.
So, maybe, I’m dead inside.

I may have forgotten what is fright.
But they should try staying alone at night
With all the demon’s staring right at them
And they’ll know why I’m dead inside.

I was doing just fine at the height.
I could still talk and smile alright.
But then they pushed me off the edge.
And now they say I’m dead inside.

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Wow. :black_heart:

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Very Brave!
what an excellent writing

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Thanks!:blush:

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Thankyou!:blush:

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Very brave :ok_hand:t3::ok_hand:t3:

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:innocent::pray:

Well penned.

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Thankyou :blush:

This is wonderful. :heart:

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:black_heart::black_heart: