Empty Poem by marie mac

Empty



When you're running on low...

What do you do?
Do you sleep?
Do you eat?
Relax?
Read a book?
What if you can't?
What if you're too busy?
Too stressed?
Too tired to even be tired?
So empty you'll never be full?
Is there a reset button on life?

I wish.

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