I’m dying on the inside
And no one knows. My heart
Beating a useless tone,
My flaws laid out in front of me,
As if all things will end eventually.
Why do I bother?
No one can hear,
My screams, a plea to the heavens,
But only noticed in my dreams. This pain
Inside me growing, life continuing it’s endless flowing,
But as I put on my happy face and lie,
To those who love me; a piece of my soul detaches,
Should I care?
Now the feeling of envy growing,
Thinking my life is a movie showing, people
Around me enjoying their life like they’re on display,
but they do not see the monster
who is silently creeping today.
He sneaks and stalks those with a happy face, He steals their souls
And then he’s gone without a trace.
I am that monster in the dark; hoping,
Life’s bite is worse than its bark, it hurts
my heart. I sometimes wish life didn’t start.
But I think the only reason
I’m still going,
is the fear,
that my life’s end will only bring nothing.