Dead but Alive
The flow of the tears come crashing down, without warning, without sound.
The pain and tragedy, to much to bear. The scars on skin may fade away but what has been dealt to the mind and soul will always remain. Sanity has long disappeared, hope flown away.
Trapped in a reality of one's creation. Screams fell upon deaf ears. Chains cling tightly, never letting go.
Alive and breathing, that is true, sadly death has already claimed its price long ago.
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