Dead

My body is still functioning but my spirit is dead.
Thoughts are racing through my head.
My heart has stopped beating for you, I gave up on trying to find things to make you believe me.
My spirit is dead but no one can see that my body is the only thing that's left of me.
Would someone please set this spirit free?
Would someone please give my soul a rest?
Would someone please rip my heart out of my chest?
I feel like I'm dead though my body is still alive.
I really don't know how much longer I can survive.
I'm dead from the feelings I once felt so good about.
My life is now filled with fear and doubt.
Can someone please let this dying soul out?
Give me a knife or give me a gun.
This torture I've felt has not just begun now,I've died a long time ago.
I've died of feelings people did not know.
It's time for my body to go with along with my soul.
I'm now losing my self-control.
I cried out as my spirit died.
You asked when have I died inside, it was the
day you pushed my love for you aside.