Why Go On
In the bleak abyss that is my mind
I search and struggle just to find
Some tiny hope or a reason to live
Some spark or just a to give
Nothing left inside my heart
Been destroyed and blown apart
Just a phantom shell remains
A picture of it's sad remains
In the world, I seem ok
Walking, talking every day
All motion, meaningless, rote
Each poem I write, another death note
Just another day, and I'm not ok
But I keep on breathing anyway
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