I'm empty.
You stole me.
You stole my heart.
You broke it.
Then gave me emptiness.
I'm empty.
You took me.
You took my hand.
You slapped it
Then dropped it.
I'm empty.
You drank me.
You drank my love.
You killed it.
Then killed me.
YOU ARE READING
Poems of Pain and Solitude
PoetryFor every person out there that was quiet, not because they chose to be so, but because they were choking in the smoke. Because their opinions were apparently not worth anything. Because they didn't know just how to say what they felt. For every per...
