From the moment I awake
Until the second my eyes finally close to sleep
this strange emotion
falls on top of me like a heavy heap
it never leaves
it always stays
turns all my happy moments into bad days
This emotion has no sadness
but its wrought with pain
it warps your appearance
and destroys the sanity of your present brain
no one can comprehend , or understand
how how hard this is to explain.
The feeling has no anger
but its full of outrage !
its like being a wild animal
caught in a weaker predators cage
longing to free to be heard and respected
worse than finding out you dream is not what you expected
This state of consciousness has no expression
but its clearly seen on your face
people wonder why you're sad or angry
when really on the inside you feel blank .
Something inside you is missing
and your soul feels it to
you 're walking around lost in a fog
hoping someone finds you
But know ever sees
or cares to stop help
you die and live in a slow and miserable existence
a casket called yourself.
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Short Story / Horror
Poem / Poetry
Poem / Poetry
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