When The Soul Dies
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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.
-samhudson
