This whole thing is swallowing me.
I can’t remember what its like to be alive.
I’m so dead on the inside.
I can’t even cry!
This feeling,
….Hollow….
Love is rotting on the vine.
Here, I’m dying all the time.
This un-feeling is deep…
I live, but I’m numb.
Everybody whispers.
They know what you’ve done.
My soul’s eroding.
Let the truth be known.
My demons, they surround me.
My heart’s open, but no one’s home.
I see your mouth moving.
But listen, what for?
I can’t even feel you now..
My world is no longer pure.