Gray shadows haunt and torment and torture me.
I am stricken and destroyed inside.
I am dead inside;
inside me there is no sound of laughter or happiness.
Melancholy destroys our souls.
I feel I am decaying like a corpse inside,
it seems it is futile to hope and dream and pray.
Emptiness builds a home inside of us.
I am hollowing out, I am feeling a deep sorrow, confusion feeds like a savage inside of me, only sorrow and rage is left.
I am destined to walk through life in sorrow,
and less ordinary.
My insides are corrupt.
I feel alone, exiled, different, and disdained.
Everyone left me,
I am so confused,
and I think I need to be alone,
because I am disowned by everyone.
do you like it??? any suggestions on what i can do to improve it??
thanks
I am stricken and destroyed inside.
I am dead inside;
inside me there is no sound of laughter or happiness.
Melancholy destroys our souls.
I feel I am decaying like a corpse inside,
it seems it is futile to hope and dream and pray.
Emptiness builds a home inside of us.
I am hollowing out, I am feeling a deep sorrow, confusion feeds like a savage inside of me, only sorrow and rage is left.
I am destined to walk through life in sorrow,
and less ordinary.
My insides are corrupt.
I feel alone, exiled, different, and disdained.
Everyone left me,
I am so confused,
and I think I need to be alone,
because I am disowned by everyone.
do you like it??? any suggestions on what i can do to improve it??
thanks