Have you ever wondered?
Wondered what happened to me?
Why I hide behind a mask
And grieve behind closed doors?
Have you ever looked into my eyes?
Has my gaze ever been warm?
Has my smile ever been real enough?
Has my laugh ever sounded happy?
Are all of my emotions gone?
I can’t cry anymore
My soul was broken long ago
My heart stopped loving
My eyes stopped seeing
All my tears were shed for you
And now I feel unloved
Because you are more alive than I am
Alive in the memories of those who cared
Alive in my diaries
Alive in my mind
I’m the one who is dying
Who is dead?
Is it you or I?
And who will even care if I join you?
I’m already dead
Half-dead, half alive
My heart, my soul, my love is with you
Though I cannot physically be
I’m already dead/alive so really
How bad can dying be?
This is my first non-rhyming poem. It sucks pretty bad, but i'm working on it!
