My soul tired from running.
My heart soured by evil and hatred.
My eyes burning from lack of life and uncryed tears. My emotions drowning within a pool of sorrow adding a level with each year. Here i sit overlooking my pains and suffering which still engulfs around me. Making me unhappy each year passing. My spirit being mauled to death. I lay lifeless and numb in each passing day. Thinking and dieing inside as i watch nothing move my way in time. I have low to minimal life left now as my inside begins to die with the pain. Spiritual death or depression as said. Slow, aganizing and painful all through. My heart crying with every waking hour. Slowly claiming my spirit who is on verge of loosing hope and giving up.
Dieing Soul
