Empty
I look to my life,
What do I see?
Only a shadow
An obscurity.
I�ve no emotion,
I feel no pain.
My soul is deadened,
And life I feign.
Depressed and lifeless
I exist not.
This body is a shell
The gods hath wrought.
When I am finished,
I won�t be free.
I never really was,
Will never be.
As stated elsewhere, this is not an expression of true feelings. Do not take this to be as some sort of depressional kid's final stage before his suicide or something. By even thinking of it for more than three minutes, you will automatically be banned from my site. Though there is no way to enforce this, "the voices" will inform me of your insubordination.