Empty

Everyone wears the faces of a thousand facets of themselves turning phrases to gestures to jokes A different side for every face they see Presenting themselves as a gift for the worthy only Lately I can only see facetious smiles of fake cordiality It's a cold breeze over colder waters It's an abstract pain that only hurts when I'm surrounded and lonely A sunburn whose fires simmer until prodded to life Despite efforts and smiles and comments I am irrelevant So here I remain Empty