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Empty
My world seems perfect,
Why do I feel this way?
I feel empty inside,
Depression gnawing away.
Love from the best,
Doesn’t leave me at rest.
Alone I feel no way to heal.
Incomplete, a missing puzzle piece!
Where has it gone?
Why do I so long?
What’s this vast black sky?
Even with a shoulder to cry,
I’d feel I’d rather just die;
No more pain for to cry.
Leaving my eyes once more dry,
Nothing left to hurt and pry.
Just desolate blankness,
Things are so colorless,
Dark and gray.
What was meaningful?
It lost all value in a day.
A world seems shattered
Glue mends fragments together.
Cracks and impurity all in one,
Leaves me untied and undone.
Lost and alone, afraid and untouched,
Unclean and decayed, a postponed frost.
My bones with no marrow
My veins with no blood.
Empty I feel, tell me it’s not real.
My eyes have no tears
Yet I’ve cried for years.
Laconic Oppression with
Inconsolable Seclusion.
The shell of a woman,
The exterior of a girl,
The mind of an unbalanced human.
Empty…
This one is probably my favorite one that i have read so far. i really enjoyed how you used he supposed loneliness and related to a missing puzzle piece. I also like how you asked the question whether crying is worth more than dying