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Life Means Little
Physically I'm alive
But mentally I'm half dead
Feelings of happiness
No longer I feel
Some events happens
That in the past
Would had delighted my heart
But today
Just a regular event
Yes
My life been rough
Struggling is not even the word
Help is given
Friends make many offers
But my soul is a corpse
No longer I smile
Physical murder I do not fear
If a bullet comes along
A great deed they would do for me
Because suicide is not an option
But death in another way
Is surely accepted
But mentally I'm half dead
Feelings of happiness
No longer I feel
Some events happens
That in the past
Would had delighted my heart
But today
Just a regular event
Yes
My life been rough
Struggling is not even the word
Help is given
Friends make many offers
But my soul is a corpse
No longer I smile
Physical murder I do not fear
If a bullet comes along
A great deed they would do for me
Because suicide is not an option
But death in another way
Is surely accepted
Published 5th Nov 2018
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5th Nov 2018 8:00pm
I like this, I could relate. The concept of your soul being a corpse, not enjoying events that would have usually excited and living in the cross over between wanting to die but not wanting to kill yourself... I am sorry you feel this way.
10th Nov 2018 2:39pm
Thank you for your comment, but I don't feel like I should die. I have my low moments, but in my dark poetry, I tend to write about death and suicide. It sort of draws the reader in.
7th Nov 2018 4:52pm
9th Nov 2018 8:38pm
