Dark thoughts

If a person, I am whole
then why do I feel so empty
with all that has come and gone
a little piece of my soul has been torn away

As with each raindrop
the clouds do empty
and with each tear
so my soul does empty to

Without the joy of life
just the little things i do miss
a gentle touch, a loving smile
a warm embrace or just another face to talk to

If the dead could walk again
I would be amongst them
no direction, no hope
no life to enjoy

so why am i cursed to still be here
why am i let to go on
for what purpose but to
keep wandering among others

If not my own pain is enough to bare
as i see others in everyday life
happy and enjoying someone
brings me that much closer to my fate

step within my world of darkness
where depression haunts the corners
where even every dream i dream
taunts the very depths of my soul

Every waking moment
every conscience thought
with every turn and gaze
I see but one thing before me

The days are dark
and the laughter is masked with tears
the night is not quiet nor calm
but filled with screams of loneliness

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