Half Empty Or Half Full

Sitting in a corner is an empty glass The only weight inside is this heavy mass I stare at it as I take a sip sitting still Pouring it down like a bitter pill It’s transparency gives light to All this emptiness inside of me So light and fragile to this touch Not really feeling all that much Stirring all those crazy emotions Swirling deep down inside this ocean But it can shatter in one small motion As tears poured out with no notion And for each line as I carefully wrote I empty it slowly down my throat This passion inside a fire invoked A cold sweating glass, writing a note 31.7.2021 Sponsor: Chantelle Anne Cook Contest: Anything You Want- Must be New Poem.