A Soul in Mourning

Everything has lost its meaning; it was only a matter of time.

Breathing on the outside, but dead within,

it is destined to stop feeling,

to be consumed by the emptiness that resides in this lifeless body,

condemned to wander the streets where it was once happy.

Those streets where so many memories were created,

memories that lit up its brief and sorrowful life.

It is being consumed by grief,

a sorrow so heavy that it slowly extinguishes any remaining hope.

All the suffering and pain it never allowed others to see,

it carries on its back,

swimming against the current,

facing all those voices telling it to give in,

to let the water pull it under,

until its body lies lifeless.