I died mentally but my body lives on

Half a life I lead as I linger on

Sorrow I breed and sorrow I feed

Half a death I suffer as I try to withdraw



My sickness is no disease

A mind in hell

Can such a thing be revealed

In silence I cry out

Born dead my plea for relief



They speak of sweetness

They speak of harmony

They speak of romance

They speak of felicity



Such words are alien to me

So let me remain in my domain

Leave me be



They swarm in sunshine

They gather in sweet light

Oh let them, let them