The emptiness inside keeps growing
Clausterphobia from the inside, I'm choking
I can hardly breathe anymore
I feel trapped, The nothingness is spreading
In this never ending episode
Of my verzion of the Twilight Zone
I'm an empty cup with no opening
I keep spilling over from a spout that isn't there
Is this the ending or the beginning
I'm so angry but only at myself
I'm angry at myself and no one else
I need someone to fill me up
The only One who can lives above
How do I ask? what do i say?
Should i just stop and scream out His name?
The empiness is choking me, I cry
This nothingness is burying me alive
fine work, young lady...stellar use of imagery...tight, crisp structure, smooth fluxion; rhythm impressively in sync...job well done, gabriella '''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''~f. j. r.~''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''
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I would like to translate this poem
Yeah i feel ya babe... it's tryin 2 kill me too