Short Dead Inside Poems
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I don’t want
To die if its
Ever really
Possible to
Be alive
For I can’t
Ever remember
Anything other
Than being
Dead inside
THE GUILT I CARRY
IT'S STAGGERING
IMMENSE
I AM HOLLOW
BROKEN DOWN
DEAD INSIDE
THESE WALLS
I'M FILLED UP
WITH PAIN
UNBOUNDING
I'M GUTTED.
Placed upon a heavy heart.
Dead inside before we start.
It was never meant to be.
I was too blind to see.
That all has shattered in a million parts.
Looks good
Tastes sweet
But rots in the belly
Turns to poison in the veins
Travels to the heart
Corrupts it
Hardens it
Dead inside
Need a transfusion
Type Christ-positive required
Stagnant and in abeyance the life
That does not produce the expected
Results in your existence
Feeling dead inside you
Dreading to fall in
A deep abyss
Without no
Coming
Back
2-7-2016
Humans aren't perfect, some zombies inside..
Some hearts always breaking, though smiling they've tried...
Their scars are all endless, they're searching in vain,
To turn back to "normal", and find love again.
Love was born within both,
Both allowed to be together.
Both were busy in love,
Died looking into the eyes.
There's no happy ending,
Love was dead inside one,
Why another would suffer?
I died looking into her eyes.
I smile to stop my crying.
Inside I feel like I'm dying
I don't want you prying,
I just want you to listen when I need you to
And I need you to,
to understand that
I'll be fine
because I'm already dead inside my mind.
Frustration builds,
Why can't they see...
They are the ones,
Slowly killing me...
Living in denial,
Just won't do...
I push forward,
Wishing for anew...
I didn't ask to be sick,
Yet this is it...
I wear a smile,
But feel like s*** ...
I hear a rapping on my window,
Ting, ting,
Ting, ting.
Theres a banging on my door,
Tap, tap,
Tap, tap.
My phone is ringing off the wall,
Clang, clang,
Clang, clang.
But I can't answer them,
Because I'm dead,
Dead inside.
Please help me.
Form:
Depression is days and nights curled fetal-like
in a dark room, with no interest in the world outside.
idly wondering if there are enough
pills in the bottle to kill you,
then thinking it's not worth the effort
to find out because you're dead inside already.
Trapped on this roller coaster,
No matter how hard I try to get off,
I always end up right back,
The ride goes through love, Family, Career,
This is an emotio coaster,
Trapped cant leave,
Can't get off this Emotion Coaster,
Dead inside but alive on this Coaster....
Why am I here?
I am not living but I exist,
A meaningless existence,
I feel nothing, I am hollow inside,
I'm empty,
My heart has been wrenched out,
I just don't function,
Without you.
I want to go to sleep and never wake up,
You were my everything,
I'm dead inside,
Without you.
Form:
The sun shines thru the,
Bedroom window illuminating your face.
I see you from an angle,
Just watching you sleep.
Knowing that you have completely,
Penetrated my stone cold heart,
Warming my soul making me love you,
When I thought I was dead inside.
The gods above have truly blessed,
Me with you in my life.
It's legal in Origon I say to myself
this is why I'm here
I swallow and close my eyes
my heart is pounding and I feel week
I wasn't sad but I felt dead inside
I had enough and far too much
now I feel sad because it isn't what I want
but it seems like the only way
and now I dance wildly
I see black and then I dream
She had never lived,
She had never died,
She was always a ghost,
Rotten, dead inside.
She hung from a rope,
She fell to the grave,
Her mind was all gone,
There was nothing to save.
We couldn't see it,
It hit like a train!
She left us all here,
She left nothing but pain.....
R.I.P. Olivia, 09/09/14, aged 14.
When you finally give up
and stop caring
about the most important thing in your life
It leaves you feeling dead inside
The cards are out on the table
The decision is no longer mine
to deal with
My heart can only be broken so many times
So
the hell with it
why not just let my heart grow
dark and cold?
Nothing is past saving.
Form:
Dead inside they say is the worst feeling alive but i will tell you is the most amazing feeling alive. ya'll wanna know why? the reason is you don't get to fell anything anymore. you won't get hurt anymore because pain is all you feel. they told me don't trust the world because it will hurt you but guess what i hurt me before ya'll could.
I see love.
I see betrayal.
I see everything—
yet no one looks at me.
I stand alone, watching,
feeling things I shouldn’t.
I wish I were hollow—
then maybe it wouldn’t hurt so much.
I touch. I feel.
Yet still, no one sees.
The warmth of life brushes past,
and I wish I were dead inside,
just stone,
just silence,
just stillness.
Just a couple of more blankets,
lying out of reach in their fold;
Nightmare, Saw, Children Of The Corn,
where lurk devious entities;
Attacked with bare hands, it’s a blitz;
Eyes dead inside, heartless and cold;
Never watching again, you’ve sworn;
Your heart stops and you simply freeze;
Addictive as salted popcorn,
the splatter of horror movies.
Dreams of a fetus shattered
Your bitter hate
Praying for its demise
Dancing for rain
Cutting the umbilical cord that brings you life
Dead inside
Just a forgotten carrion
Left in the battlefield
Mourning the divorce of your sanctity
Suicidal dolls, disguised as love
Begging for death
Swallowing my fate
Consigned by you
© 2008 Courtney Dyer
Blank page
Broken
Shattered
Empty space
A zombie trying to feel
Imitating what you see
But, never experiencing true emotion
Concept of love escapes you
Feeding a desire
To free yourself
Blind to the realization
That you are only
Caging yourself in like an animal
Dead inside
Hollow existence forever
A lost soul
Endlessly searching for fulfillment
Chest cold and tight,
my eyes empty,
my hearts not right,
im having trouble breathing,
the light is slowly receiding,
and i feel as if im dead inside,
my body feels heavy,
im not ready for this news,
are you going to break me apart,
or hold me as i hide,
this pain is incredible,
unlike anything before,
where does it start and end,
im not really sure...
Form:
Proud poets parade playful wordy wit,
Their careful craft becomes just diddly s..t.
No matter how hard we may try
Can’t outdo IQ of AI.
Shall we hoist the white flag and run with it?!
Digital era deemed undignified,
As bright grey matter becomes atrophied.
Before the mindset goes awry,
We shall eschew diddly AI -
Its fatuous facade is dead inside!
Response Poem To Lost Youth
Young yet dead inside
hardened like steel
through fire
no dreamy eyes
love’s first surprise
dead
with camellias on the grave
walk the streets a curse
cursing god
praying to him
from a mouth of hate
believing
as a last straw
connected to the child
before bedtime prayers were
please hide me from
and “him” became damnation.