Like Being Dead Inside

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It's like stone

Being dead inside

There's only hard cold twisting

In the depths of my null

I feel like warmth is a stranger

Where bitterness resides

I can't stop wondering when

I'll believe in sunshine

Because right now

It's like being dead inside

I don't even want for the effort

Of breathing and speaking

Certainly not loving

You're making it hard to try

So right now

It's like a wrenching pain

A knife in my heart

Where dreams used to be

Because I think that we've found

Of our end

It's like being dead inside

Like having no tears to cry

I'm dead inside

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Maryssa Bischof's picture

wow, i know what you are talking about all too well... most people want criticism on their pieces, but yours flows well, gets what youre feeling across very accurately (im assuming anyway), its just really quite good.