When The Soul Dies Read Count : 41

Category : Poems

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Goals became dreams

And hope faded away.

At some point in time,

I know I lost my way.

I gave my all 

For everyone else,

And never kept any

For myself.

In the mirror

I hated what I saw,

Ashamed of my appearance 

Dad bod and all.

Always tired,

Always mad,

Always feeling

That I am bad.

Now I'm just a shell,

A carcass of a man.

Rotting in my misery,

Dying to understand. 

Is there truly happiness, 

Or just the feeling numb? 

I hope that I can find it,

Before this life is done.



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