On My Way.......

The days are passing by,
Without a thought, without a dream,
The times seem to stop,
Leaving me unseen.

I am bare, and hollow,
Words are deceiving, feelings wane,
I can’t think, can’t procure,
Half empty, half insane.

I am looked upon as a corpse,
Taken as dead,
On my way, however,
Day by day I tread…..
Day by day I tread……