Burning

There's this burning inside,
telling me to move with the crowd,
act as if i real,
when in truth,
nothing really is,
my heart had a burning desire,
to create,
now i have to chizzle down the ice,
that surrounds it now,
my eyes glowed with life,
now all you see is a path of grey,
where the golden ember glowed,
before.
empitness,
inside and out.
disappearing each day until,
there's nothing left.
most tragic enemy,
when you lostyourself.
pull me out from the pool inside.
this darkness has no light,
no tunnel to exit frm,
no comfort,
just the cold pain ive been used to for so long,
i move with the crowd,
with a content smile on my face,
hiding the truth,
when the truth is hate.