Already dead...

Lonely and hurt, Broken I remain Residing in hell, living in pain Masked by lies, I slowly fade away; The nightmare I live with, each and every day The meaning of it all, to which my mind attends Has not one answer that I fully comprehend The bottom of my mind holds the answers which I call; I keep reaching towards it in this never-ending fall "Stay strong and keep going, it's never too late"... No one seems to realize that it's not worth the wait There's no such thing as help outside of your mind, It's you against yourself, with your demons intertwined It's a battle, hard fought, but never to be won... Either way you end up losing when it's all said and done "Too late" came and passed and, of me, nothing more I wrote my own ending, and I shut my own door "Live your life to its fullest" that's what they all said, But what's the point in trying when you're already dead? ~Lonely soul Thanks for reading.