Wasted Space

Once I was someone
A young girl with hopes and aspirations
I became a wife, a mother needed and loved.
My purpose was clear,
Now I have achieved my destination 
And there is nothing left
 only darkness remains
The road ahead is filled with empty promises
And long forgotten smiles
Discarded and useless
A wasted space
I am no more
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Pettit Avatar
August 17, 2020 at 11:43 PM
Nobody is wasted space. Everyone has a purpose and a right to be here. You have written this well.
Theraven Avatar
October 22, 2019 at 2:47 AM
Huberta, I saw my darlin' and my best friend walk in. Though I was sittin' there they didn't see. And so they sat right down in front of me. When he kissed her lips I almost died. And in the middle of the color cartoon I started to cry. Oh-oh-oh sa-a-a-d movies always make me cry Oh-oh-oh sa-a-a-d movies always make me cry..And so I got up and slowly walked on home. And mama saw the tears and said “what's wrong?” And so to keep from telling her a lie I just said “sa-a-a-d movies make me cry”.
Fairchild Avatar
January 14, 2019 at 3:27 AM
Just when I have felt emptiest, I have had to realize, emptiness is necessary, before I can be filled again. I was someone, once, too, but life goes in cycles. May God Bless You!
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