The emptyness I feel inside;
a hollowed out object.
The tears that want to shed;
Never will again.
The never ending darkness;
A black hole inside.
All of which are eating me whole
Until I'm just a shadow on the wall.
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Pieces of My Heart
PoetryIn middle school, lots of things happened to me. I became accident prone, breaking one thing after another. I also moved and lost my best friends. Some of the people at the new school were nice to me at first. But like most typical schools, they onl...
