Lost Among The Living

My thoughts and feelings coming from a very dark time in my life...

Lost Among The Living

I have grown so weary.
No more can I pretend.
Deep inside I'm broken.
These wounds I cannot mend.

Happiness eludes me;
Forced smiles -- nevermore as
this never ending aching cuts
me to the core.

Like a corpse among the living,
here I have no place;
utterly forgettable-- a name
without a face.

Alone in my tomb with no
more tears to cry....
Where DO you go when you
can neither live or die?