Empty Faces Poem by lara solis

Seeing happy faces makes me feel quite the contrary.

Seeing the flowers bloom makes me feel like I should do it as well.

Seeing people die makes me want to reborn.

My soul elates every time I see you fall.

The eyes that stare at me reflect the emptiness that I feel yet not feeling it them itself.

I thought that you once felt something but your heart is as empty as the shell in which once lived the baby sea.

The sound that fills my ears is just unrecognizable and yet I hear it, even if I do not wish to.

You told that I once loved and even after broken my heart reopened
its wounds and bled itself dry on the cold ground.

then it apologized.