There's me then there's empty me
Full of void inside soon a dead man to be

Questions in my mind over clouding the sane space
asking myself am I not enough or am I just useless

Asking to be loved
screaming to be caressed

Tearfully scavanging the empty sky
Trying to join the broken pieces of me soothing myself with a lie

Never felt so helpless never felt so hopeless
kneeling down with folded palms crying more or less

Tired of being resilient
Tired of being silent

I need the minimum love
avoiding the hatred in me they all shove

Skin ablaze soul constantly burning
tired of being left out tired of constant running

Bruised heart overburden mind
waiting for some words ought to be kind

Doors closed windows shut on my face
I urge for an escape a way to resurface

waiting to be ressurected from the dead
i lie lifelessly with a tinge of hope and a heavy head
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