Empty-
I'm an void that drifts meaninglessly down a bottomless pit.
My pace remains the same and my direction never changes.
Every day. All my life.
Darkness keeps me company, it chills the back of my neck and feasts on my flesh.
My eyes don't blink, they just stare in a cresent shape.
I'm a box with nothing to contain.I don't think I ever will.
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My voice in a world full of panic (poetry)
PoesiaIn a world of political madness and anxiety at school, this is MY voice My way of getting my opinion heard. #7 in darkpoetry 3/2/20 #2 in wattpadpoetry2020 2/2/20