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Emptiness
There is this
Emptiness inside of me
Like walking into a dark room
Who serves no other purpose
But to remind you that things
Could be better
There is this
Emptiness inside of me
That wipes my tears
And beacons me over
To sink in
And never try to resist
Even though I persist
Not to drown
I find its cold embrace
Important to my existance
There is this
Space inside of me
That reminds me
Of all the things I used to be
And I could've been
If I only sat and listen
I remember all the love
I never gave to anyone
I remember all the hugs
I never gave
To the ones who deserve them
And now I realize
That no one's here to hug me
And that the only one I despise
Is myself
So insignificant
Crawling like an infant
Asking to sink
In the sea of tears
And mourn
The loss of Me
The loss of You
The loss of Us
This is resonating so much
This is resonating so much with me right now in relation to a particular person in my life who keeps ruining things for himself...although, unlike you, who appears to have nsight into themselves, this person has absolutely No insight into himself. It is frustrating, and I honor your integrity to yourself. Kudos. Thank you for restoring my faith in people. You are not empty if you have enough sense to know what you are feeling, and have the courage to process it. Remember feelings are not facts, but it is only by processing them and transformation of them that we gain any character at all. <3 Hugs.
...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "