Crying for Nothing

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Empty Hole

Why must I

Continue to cry

Over nothing that is something

Only to me



Why must my

Insides die

Swift to a head that

Longs to be free



I sift in search

Lose to gain

In earthly knowledge

Of tear-stead feign



I plead to naught

Suffer in vain

To catch a whiff

Of unearned pain

Author's Notes/Comments: 

sayth alfalfa on saturday night live... no comment! I don't even remember writing this one!

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Christine Richards's picture

I really agree with this poem 100% cause i do the same, i really enjoy reading your poems, please read some of mine and give me some advice please, thanks.