I feel empty inside
I wish I knew why
Everything for a while seemed fine
Still, I feel empty inside
A chore just to breathe
Hard to move
But you won't know it on the outside
I (struggle to) hold it within me
I don't want to start anew
I just want to finish, and finish soon
Nothing will matter
Or frighten
Or worry or anger
Won't have a single care
Won't feel a thing
No pain, no fear, no emptiness here
But God's not ready to have me go
So I must keep up my little show
It's difficult, you know
But that's how life tends to go
What's worse is the emptiness inside
I wish I knew why
Everything for a while seemed fine
Still, I feel empty inside
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Random Poetry Collection
PoetryThis is a collection of bad poetry I've managed to compose through the slurs of ink we've come to know as letters we form into what we know as language. The '*'s indicate that this poem is a little on the sad/darker side.