Half

<br>I died mentally but my body lives on<br>Half a life I lead as I linger on<br>Sorrow I breed and sorrow I feed<br>Half a death I suffer as I try to withdraw<br><br>My sickness is no disease<br>A mind in hell<br>Can such a thing be revealed<br>In silence I cry out<br>Born dead my plea for relief<br><br>They speak of sweetness<br>They speak of harmony<br>They speak of romance<br>They speak of felicity<br><br>Such words are alien to me<br>So let me remain in my domain<br>Leave me be<br><br>They swarm in sunshine<br>They gather in sweet light<br>Oh let them, let them