EmptyEmpty is such a simple yet loaded word.
A jar could be empty.
A box could be empty.
Anything can be empty, including a person.
An empty shell without a soul.
That's what I am.
I'm simply empty.
The tears have all dried up and now there's nothing left.
I don't know how to not be empty anymore.
To have a genuine smile when I see someone.
I am empty, and there's nothing anyone can do about it.
I'm a lost cause.
And the funny thing is....No one can even see it.
No one can see it but me.
I guess I really am my own worst enemy.
YOU ARE READING
Words Left Unspoken
PoetryThe hardest part about this life is living in it. Things would be so much easier if we all just said what we wanted to say, but we don't and probably never will. Words left unspoken is a look behind the curtain of a person who was ready to give up o...
