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Nov 2017
Eternal fatigue
Keeps me from breathing
At times, it almost feels like numbing pain
As if, i've completely lost all senses.
My soul died altogether.

The obvious?
My body remains intact which means I live on.
Still the same girl but...
Am I really?
Is living the same as surviving?
Is surviving just knowing you'll live to see another day?

Though my soul feels as if it cannot push forward;
I continue to strive through.
Awakening in the morning with the same false smile.
Ready to survive but, never truly living.
I have not died but surely I am not alive.
Written by
Kamiriz Santana
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