歌词
The feeling of being dead inside is like a constant weight on your chest, a numbness that consumes every ounce of your being. It's the absence of joy, of passion, of purpose. It's going through the motions of life without really living. It's the emptiness that lingers in the pit of your stomach, the hollow ache that never seems to go away.
You smile on the outside, you laugh with others, but deep down you know that you're just going through the motions. You feel like a shell of your former self, the light inside you dimmed to a flicker. You try to fill the void with distractions, with busyness, with anything that will numb the pain, but nothing seems to work. The emptiness remains.
You long to feel something, anything, but the numbness persists. You search for meaning, for connection, for a reason to keep going, but it all feels hopeless. You're lost in a sea of darkness, drowning in your own thoughts and emotions.
But deep down, you know that there must be a way out. You cling to the hope that one day, the light will return, that you will feel alive again. You hold on to the belief that this darkness is temporary, that there is a purpose to your pain. And slowly, ever so slowly, you start to feel a glimmer of hope, a spark of life within you. You begin to see the beauty in the world around you, to appreciate the little things that once passed you by.
And as you emerge from the darkness, you realize that being dead inside was just a chapter in your story, not the end. You are stronger now, more resilient, more alive than ever before. You have faced your demons and come out the other side. And though the feeling may never fully disappear, you know that you will always have the strength to overcome it. You are not dead inside – you are very much alive.
