Dead Poem by William Levy
Dead
For so long I kept this silence
I held onto it for fear of losing myself
But
I have nothing
Nothing
To keep me
Nothing
To see inside
Nothing
To hold onto
not anymore
This world is a prison of closed off ideas
and our fear is the guard that keeps us
But you must break it
break free
Say every damn word
because nothing really matters
unless it matters to you
be alive again
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