My Soul

Has vanished without a
trace, leaving me barren.
Mayhaps it found a better place,
Somebody who wants it.
                                                                    I

Don't know if I'm even
human anymore. There is nothing.
How do you pretend?
I try to muster it, but I
                                                                    Can't

Force the faux smiles and
laughing feels so foreign.
Look in the mirror and what
do I see? The vacant eyes of a
                                                                    Face

Which has long ceased
being alive. Tried to find some sort
of meaning-- only coming to realize
This is how it looks to accept
                                                                   My darkness.

This poem is about: 
Me

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