I cant I cant I cant.
I cant breathe I cant sleep but yet,I cant wake.
I cant wake from this neverending nightmare of empty days, empty heads,empty hearts,empty stomach, everything is just so empty.
The days bleed together and I feel nothing but empty.
I used to prefer empty, but this is new. It has never felt so cold and void and I just want something other than empty.
Empty. Empty. Empty.
My world is crumbling benith my feet with the weight of nothing on it.
My world
My heart
My head
My chest
All. Fucking.empty.
I have nothing left to give, how I can I be this empty. I cant be this empty.
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Simple and stupid things from a stupid and simple person
PoésieSome shitty poems that I write i guess