I'm so dead within
I fear I'm losing it all to dysphoria.
Mind you I'm neither depressed nor hurt.
I just don't feel a thing anymore.
I settled for crying to ease off.
Barely did I know my lacrimal sacs are long punctured and dry
Then I tried putting up a smile
To keep the hope alive.
But my face tissues are too old and feeble to come to my aid
Lost in a place between happy and sad.
Still here in thought wandering if such place does exist.
No joy it is.
Living dead is what I feel.
So I took out time to look back.
Checking if life itself was worth living or dieing for.
Then I found reasons to live.
Life is indeed beautiful.
Thanking God for life
🌹🌹🌹
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