Shell

by Ehsi   Apr 17, 2008


I'm the shell of what i used to be
overwhelmed, with numbness inside
always so cold & alone
as if Ive already died.

the feelings i used to have
just aren't the same as before
all i feel is emptiness
straight down to my core.

All I do is smile.
and everyone thinks I'm fine
but no one really knows me
they don't even take the time.

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  • 15 years ago

    by Michael D Nalley

    Though this is a sad poem the flow is flawless with a perfect rhythm and rhyme reflecting much emotion