Dark and Empty
I SIT HERE ALL ALONE AND I ASK MYSELF HOW CAN THIS BE.
THAT YOU ARE NOT HERE WITH ME AS I FACE THIS WORLD ALL ALONE.
LOOKING AROUND TO SEE IF ANYONE IS THERE BUT I FIND NO ONE.
I SCREAM AND I SHOUT I EVEN START TO CRY OUT BUT NO ONE ANSWERS.
EVERYTHING IS PITCH BLACK AND I AM BECOMING FEARFUL AS LONG AS I WASN'T ALONE.
I HAD IT ALL BUT I TURNED IT AWAY FOR SOMETHING THAT IS NOWHERE TO BE FOUND.
THE HOLE THAT IS IN MY HEART IS ACHING AND MY SOUL IS SHAKING I FEEL NOTHING BUT COLDNESS ALL AROUND ME.
NOW IF I COULD HAVE IT BACK I WOULD BE SWEETER THAN A HONEY BEE.
Copyright © Quondreika Cheatham | Year Posted 2011
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