The Joy Is Gone

There is an empty feeling

Where something used to be

The joy is gone

There is only void

How does it feel

To feel nothing at all

Not even dread 

That one day I'll be dead

Acceptance comes at a price

The price that is too much

I've paid it in dimes

I've paid for my crimes

Even the simple sins

Acts of laziness

Acts of bitterness

Anger and indifference

Though these faults made me human

I've paid for them all

Now I suffer alone

For all joy is gone

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the struggle