Dead Inside

Maeve Lox

27 Mar, 2018 08:19 AM
blades are thrown
shots are fired
but no matter what i do
why do i always feel tired?

this is so sick
the madness, the grief, the sudden changes
i just want to live my life
without all the cages

trapped here, trapped there
there's no escape
even when
i try to not care

no one's gonna miss
the way that i talk, speak, or love
what's the point of living
when your life's not spoken of?
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