Vacant Shell


United States
42° 42' 50.3892" N, 71° 9' 56.3256" W

Empty within compare,
Lost within despair,
Alone always alone,
And that's what I've always known.

Solitude is incomplete,
Life is bittersweet,
Darkness comes to fall,
And once again down come my walls.

In reality you never cared,
Now my heart is blown and bared,
No more love and no more trust,
Here I am... Turned to dust.

Ridiculous it may seem,
But my heart I can't redeem,
So now my soul is ripped apart,
An empty case became my heart.

So do not judge what I am now,
Cuz I cannot live... I don't know how.

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