There's this thing inside of me.
I don't know what it is.
It's a feeling of emptiness.
Yet how do I feel this?
Why do I notice it?
If nothing is there.
I can find it in an instant.
to be quite fair.
There are so many feelings,
trapped inside it, so small,
but it's as large as the sun,
yet its nothing at all.
It doesn't make sense.
Yet I understand.
Is it love or hate?
Give me your hand.
What I want to know,
is if you will fill the hole,
its nothing and everything
please capture my soul.
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Poems of Life, Love & Friendship
PoetryThe poems I have written about whatever comes into my head.