Shreya Waidande Poet Free verse

Empty Soul

I was never worth for living on this earth,
I was just a dust particle made to be thrown in the dirt.
I wonder why God would have made such an ugly face and broken Soul,
He must have thought, "Oh, that's the person everyone should ignore".

I genuinely don't know if I'll be alive till I'm 20,
Even if I am   my soul would be already empty.
I Really wish I could die soon,I don't want to be a burden on anyone on this earth.
I never really got anyone who can love me,
It felt like an act everyone had to show me .
I hope i die with my thoughts of being happy for once in my lifetime, hoping they contain his little smile.

I don't want anything, I'm just trying to survive.
I live for the days,hoping I'll see his damn smile.
His voice is no longer in my ears, his face is like fading shadow haunting my memories.
Unfortunately I will forget his soul.
I will go back to my younger self again try to be happy in my empty void hole.

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Alison A Smith September 19, 2026 at 3:40 AM A raw, unflinching free-verse lament, this poem gives grief and self-erasure a painfully intimate voice. The fragmented movement, repeated images of emptiness and fading memory, and the final “empty void hole” create a haunting sense of someone trying to endure when love and hope feel almost out of reach.