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Dead inside

When I'm here, I feel dead.
I feel helpless,
emotionless,
dead, nothing but it.

When I'm out there, I feel different.
I feel happy,
stress-free,
free, finally free.

I come back every day for living, but that is it.
I don't like them.
I don't love them.
I despise them.

When will this nightmare finally end?
Why am I being forced to live in this hell?
Why?

This place causes nothing but pain.
Nothing but misery and pain.
It makes me feel so dead, making me wish I was.

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I only write like this when I'm sad... And I guess it makes me come up with some good things...

Thats a very nice poem, i think people here will surely tell you your mistakes and advice you. For me i felt what you wanted to show so its a nice poem.

Lovely poem,it really inspires me and heart touching.I think poetry is best way to convey message that whats your heart wanted to say.keep it up mate you have done fantastic job.