There's a corpse walking through the streets
Empty on the inside, where my soul used to be
It doesn't feel a thing
It doesn't hurt, it doesn't heal
Its just a mannequin
A sick joke you may think
It wont answer if you call my name
It wont listen when you beg for it to stay
Its lifeless, its dead
Its just the body that remains
No smiling, no screaming.
Not a single sign
No laughter no singing
Not anything i once was
Don't offer a helping hand
For she wont shake it
Don't help her stand up if she falls
She wont take it
Its over.
I'm dead already
There's nothing you can do
It's done
I'm gone
*You're left alone
this poem was made years ago, I no longer suffer from depression, so don't worry :)