Numbness and ache
over take
this empty shell in which
became my hell.

No one can save me now,
not that they would try.
No one would want to
figure out how,
They’d just watch me die.

I feel nothing more,
than the tears hidden
within my core.

I will stop these tears I shed,
since your soul remains undead.
Your hate and cold won’t make me tear,
for I now know that you don’t care.