Emptiness

Sometimes our world feels empty, sometimes our goals feel like nothing. We are surrounded by emptiness no one is there to explain us this. There is a heaven and there is a hell just like there is bad and good from silence to yell. There is wet eyes to dry up tears. To messed up peers to nobody wants us near. "Why am I here" that's the question we always ask our self's cause we are full of fear. But we are in emptiness and there is nobody near. So if you are reading this, don't feel alone I had those moments where I just wanted to end it all and run away from home. Just like you I was surrounded by big black walls. In emptiness I stood in fear as I felt my life fall.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Gigno Avatar
April 9, 2015 at 9:20 PM
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March 29, 2015 at 9:39 AM
- A small greeting and warm welcome, Carlos :) - Thank you for choosing to share your poems here at the P- Soup - Looking forward to read many poems from you in the future - // Anne-Lise :)
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March 27, 2015 at 11:03 PM
Carlos, A nice warm WELCOME to poetry soup. I hope you have fun with this wonderful community. You'll find many friendly poets who are ready to support and give positive feedback. I will enjoy following you and your poetry when you are ready :) We are Lucky To Have you. Enjoy 2015, with New Poet Friends @-> LINDA <-@
Yant Avatar
March 27, 2015 at 10:30 AM
Good job keep writing and welcome to the soup. Much Love
Turner Avatar
March 27, 2015 at 2:10 AM
Nice poem.
Simmons Avatar
March 26, 2015 at 7:15 PM
Peace and God's Blessings to you and yours...Very nice!
Reyes Avatar
March 26, 2015 at 7:20 PM
THANK YOU.
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