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Dead Inside

This time last year
I did depart
Now my feet waltz the earth
Ever a ghost

This time last year
You stood by me
Now my soul lives on its pedestal of infamy
Ever scorned

I live not in peace
Nay - I live not at all
I feel not the rays of the sun
Or the wind through my tresses

The summers of youth gone past
We laughed and we danced
Merry and gay
Laughter - I can’t remember the sound

Memories shroud me
In a voluminous tent
I feel invisible
Like a ghost with hollow footsteps

You do not wish you were me
None behold this double cameo
Hidden behind a masquerade
That I cannot undo

I am dead inside
Dead to you
Dead to what I once was
I am naught but a whisper
A subtle memory
A faint melody

I kissed your eyelids every night
Do you so remember?
But now my cold lips kiss but stone
As I shudder over your shoulder

I see you
But do you see me?
I follow you
But you do not listen

Like a shadow
I will stay with you
My body limp in its immortal state
But I am free

I am free from you
From all that chained me in bondage
I childishly fought the bars
Yet I had swallowed the key

Think of me not
Not that you even would
I am but a trace of the maiden you once held
A semblance

A shadow am I
And I glimmer with the tinge of joy
That fills this void of darkness
No hollow slant of light peeks through

I am dead inside
Dead to you
Dead to what I once was
I am naught but a whisper
A subtle memory
A faint melody





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