Dead Inside

Today is the day I acknowledge my own defeat
My struggle within has come to a hault as I finally see
That a world so beautiful has its shades of gray
And if you let it, it'll rip your soul til nothing else remains
I have loved blindly and I have hidden behind my walls
I have held my head up high only to watch myself fall
The truth is out there but is hidden behind so many lies
It's like a hideous demon thats wearing a charming disguise
I sit here juggling and weighing the worth of my life
How can I continue to open up my heart when I feel dead inside
Maybe I should just close my eyes and let it fade away
But the pain never truly heals, it's here to stay
So many mistakes, so many things I'd take back
Wish I could go back in time to stop my heart from turning black
There will always be a struggle within, always be a thorn in my side
How can I continue to live when I feel dead inside
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Posted: Jan 2012

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andrew149
Great read Dementia, Up close and personal as usual, full of inner truths, ...Enjoyed it, thanks Mykal.....Andrew...cool
marikia
Today is the day to acknowledge my own defeat too - which doesn't mean I am giving up. It means what you say exactly - the struggle within will continue because I don't feel dead inside and have a strong conviction that you too are quite alive and vibrant. It will pass - life will resume its normal course and we will continue hoping and making big mistakes as usual cause we never learn. Thank you, fellow poet, for sharing your thoughts with us!hug
Odette67
So many mistakes, so many things I'd take back
Wish I could go back in time to stop my heart from turning black
There will always be a struggle within, always be a thorn in my side
How can I continue to live when I feel dead inside

Very poignant teddybear
Dementia
Thank you all for your comments. I value your opinion Andrew
niah9
When a poet writes from the heart, every phrase is an echo of their pain.....
We have all felt dead inside, and you explained it perfectly...a real great write...Kathy wow teddybear
Redex
From death comes new shoots, thats once you have addmitted defeat.
very good poem.hug
Maxeen_1
Dead Inside by: Dementia
Today is the day I acknowledge my own defeat
My struggle within has come to a hault as I finally see

That a world so beautiful has its shades of gray
And if you let it, it'll rip your soul til nothing else remains

Life sure will rip your soul... but your struggle has come to a halt...and you can see.. realism sets in..may you now rise from the ashes of your journey of enlightenment..and be richer for it!! a wonderful from the soul write thankyou for sharing ...
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Fellsman
Hi Dementia


The line between despair and euphoria can be surprisingly narrow at times. No one who is unfamiliar with your personal circumstances knows what key can unlock the door to a more positive outlook, maybe you don't know yourself. But from experience I would suggest that this key may be closer to hand than you imagine.


Best wishes

Bill
Dementia
Thanks Bill. Thanks Maxeen. Appreciate the comments
gnj4u
Hi, Dementia,
My struggle within has come to a hault as I finally see That a world so beautiful has its shades of gray... From a black-and-white photographer's perspective, it's the gray that yields depth.
Dementia
I believe it does gnj. Its how I see the world nowadays. No color. Just bland.
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