Death Of Emotions
Living through life with painful emotion,
I think to myself of a way to end it.
With sad filled tears as endless as an ocean
Confusion leaves me in a bottomless pit
As I find ways to end my pain
I go on a journey to a dark realm
My heart becomes a black stain
I feel my soul falling apart like a broken elm
Wait, what are emotions?
Something I no longer seem to know
A misconception, an empty notion
People come, people go
And now, I go on living in an emotionless shell
No longer living in emotions Hell.
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