Dying Inside

Look deep into my eyes,

See the pain, hear tortured cries,

Deeper still and you will realize,

I am not sleeping, I'm no longer alive.

My body is here but my soul is free,

Escaping from that which beckons to me,

Into a demention of the unknown,

Surrounded by others, but still so alone.

Fear not the melancholy crying of the gull,

To me it is merely a peaceful lull,

Elude the light, flee into night,

Tranquillity is within my sight.

Wasted time, and washed out days,

Crucial measures require desperate ways,

Speak the truth reveal not a lie,

I am fading fast and I wish to die.

This world holds nothing more for me,

An oblivion of pain and agony,

Amid the depths of my body bleed,

I have lost the will of that which to exceed.

Life just seems to be slipping away,

Declining expeditiously every day.

Although, death, I do not fear,

I do not cry, shed no single tear,

With welcome arms, I spread apart,

Wave a last goodbye, and then depart.

The love I hold, I will not forget,

Dear memories I cannot omit,

But I grow tired, and terribly weak,

The existing future looks eminently bleak.

My facades are phony, and a smile quite rare,

Reality seems too severe to bear,

Silent screams course through my veins,

I must secede while I still am sane.