Eyes wide i stare at them
They do the same
Scattered papers on my bed
Been an hour nothin on them
Uncle gave me saying
Right on them
Put your swallowed feeling
Write it all, paint them
Its empty nothin on it
I think i did found it
Yeah these are my emotions
I feel it i feel emptiness
Feelin wrecked
Am i alive i asked
Asked the walls
Asked the papers
Yeah but the emptiness
That hallow feeling ate all of u
I don't think so it feels good
Neat tidy papers no words
I think i found it feels good
Found my self
In this emptiness ,loneliness
U are afraid of this feelin
Arent u?
That u act like u have it organized
All of it in your hand
Doesn't come true if u act like it
I am friendly with those hallow streets.
They have emptiness
Like the feelin inside me
Don't mind what u say
Cause i don't mind what i feel anymore
In my flesh and blood
Feels so good
Gave the papers back to my uncle
What are these
These are my feelings
Emptiness.
YOU ARE READING
life poems
PuisiThey are my poems. My save zone. They are my shield. They are my voices. They are my everything. They are my life lines. Every piece of me is there .
