no love
no pain
no hope
no suffering
no joy
no hate
no emotion
just nothing
***
I am blank.
I am nothing.
You were life.
You were everything.
I don't understand.
No one does.
You were there.
No one else was.
What do I do?
I sit in my chair.
I don't think.
I am just robotic.
What should I do?
I should feel.
I should grieve.
But I can't.
Why am I like this?
I want to feel.
I want to LIVE.
I want you to live again.
***
Part of me
LOVES.
Another
ANGERS.
Another is
BITTER.
I am impossibly
PAINED
But, most of all, I am
HOPEFUL.
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The Final Frontier
PoetrySure, space is the final frontier to so many people, but to me, this means something different. It means it is the end. It means it is a new beginning. It is life after death. This is written for all those who I loved, who I didn't know, who didn't...
