I Am Insipid Poem by Janine Alyssa Navarro

I Am Insipid



Meaningless the gestures
affection or lack thereof
love was forlorn I believe
nothingness was my comfort.

The scornful you towered upon me
like a hopeless case of doubt
drowning in my pool
of absence for sensation.

Little did you know
I once throbbed the heart of a poet
but you broke me to pieces
now I am devoid of feeling; I am Insipid.

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