What do I feel, describe the
meaning?
Impossible, there is emptiness
without

Depth, in here no one can imagine
feelings

I cry when the moment takes, cry for
what
No one can say.
No clear thought or meaning behind these
tears
To the surface they rush forth, without
conscious thought

I am only an observer on this train, this
train of pain.
Proactive I am not, reactive more than
not.

Inside these walls, no one can imagine
feeling
Inside these walls, reality has no
meaning.
Inside these walls, one can describe as
dreary

Damp, dark, hard and cold, a point of
entry
but no exit to behold.
Inside these walls, hell
unfolds.

To scream, to yell, look for a way
out
Why bother, as no emotion within
and
no emotion without.
Yes, to others I am me, but I am a
mere shell
Who I was, what I wished to be, no
longer has
Meaning to me.

Through the motions of life I go as best
as I can
but at some point I will be found out;
that I am
a shell of a man.

Inside these walls, there is no wish
for life
Inside these walls there is no strength
for death
Inside these walls there is
nothing left

It is hard to feel hopeless or wish
for death
When there is nothing inside, nothing
is left

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I get up cause I have to, not out
of want
I talk cause I am asked to, not out
of want
I go on not cause I want to, but what choice
do I have?
Sleep not cause I want to, but of a
trying need
There are not thoughts, feelings or
needs,
I live simply cause I continue to
breath