Now this empty cold feeling
As if all emotion has been stripped
This empty soulless space
Where my heart used to be
Sadness, tears, sorrow
Emotions too hard to resist
Shadows and faces hollow
Rise from some dreary dark pit
Now her face white as snow
The smile gone and faded
Her eyes closed in a dream so locked
No life inside her, no flame
Now nothing
YOU ARE READING
The Day Withers Away
PoesíaAn anthology of poems written from over three years back up until this present moment.
