Empty
Nothing is what I feel
Empty was my world
I painted a picture, but it was blank
Blank imaginations, blank feelings
Dark and wild place I was in
No one, nothing nobody ever heard me
Skies were so near, could count the stars
The moon tried to smile but blood covered it
Anger creped in, frustrations and greed
Tried ease the pain but I eased my self
Empty and Emptier I felt
Bins couldn't be Emptier
Gongs couldn't cockles than I was
Evil brought the sunshine but felt NOTHING
Copyright © Nomthandazo Skhosana | Year Posted 2016
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