Empty
I'm sitting hereI feel...empty
The only reason i do not cry
Is because i am out of tears
Never can i hate
For once he held me close
So instead i hide away
Shriveling down inside myself
Light around me is faded
All is bleak and gray
He and he alone made me smile
Made me laugh
Touched me softly
And now he makes me die inside
Maliciously i wish he could see
The hurt he caused
What kind of person i have come to be
How i will never get better
All his fault
Yet how can i blame him
Even as i sit here
Dispondent and wary of my very self
For he made me happy
When i once was myself
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