the inescapable terror that resides within my soul,
a maze paradoxically runs in my mind,
confused and clueless about why i see what i see?
why i feel what i feel?
how is it that I'm alive whilst I'm dead from the inside,
being shattered is one thing, being dead from inside is another,
there seems to be something lurking behind my smile,
something tricky that halts me from living,
something that I'm ambiguous to,
stranded on the edge,
i know not about the emptiness that haunts me.