When your soul dies
I was having a really bad day one day but for some reason I wasn't really feeling depressed inside. I wasn't happy or sad or anything. I was just numb. It was strange. I get this way a lot but I don't know why. Perhaps some of you can relate. Anyway, I don't really believe my soul has died or anything. The mood I was in that day just gave me an idea for the poem, that's all. If any of you have any additional thoughts on the subject please email me. I'll add the best ones to this commentary. It is a very interesting topic.