I cannot sleep,
cannot think.
I am wasting away to nothing,
Surrendering to defeat,
To all, I am less than nothing,
If only they could just see,
That I am a person inside here,
And that I just want to be seen,
I look into the night sky,
And think,
am i so desperate that i would wish upon a star?
I just want to leave this place now,
I have lingered too long,
I don't even think they will notice.
When I am even gone,
I am not really here after all.
Lost in the ebb and flow of life,
no one will call my name as the wave comes to sweep me away.
And when all my strength has been stolen,
I will be just a shell,
If this is the place in between,
Then how bad really is hell?
Why can't anyone hear me when i scream?
Or is it just simply, they don't care?
They say god is always listening...
But if he could hear me, then why do i feel like I’m trapped in a soundproof box?
Or does even he not care
That I am the person inside here,
I just want someone to hold my hand,
Lead me safely away from the fires of hell and death,
I just want to be unbroken,
But that I will never be,
I just want someone to see me,
To recognize that I exist,
That I am more than nothing,
And I might just be their greatest gift,
But if you try to erase me,
You will never know,
That I am a person inside here,
And I loved you all so,
I have lingered too long now,
I will miss me when I am gone,
My strength has been taken away,
i am now nothing more than a shell.
This is the end for me.