The Empty Line Poem by Nathan Kraft

my Poems Feel so Empty
like a Hollow Plastic Egg
Clanging and Banging
like a Meaning with no Name
a Dictionary with Blank Pages
or Instructions Written in a Foreign Language
My Poems Have No Life
no Body with a Soul
My Poems Cannot Heal
they Can't Nuture, they Can't Console
and What is the Purpose Of My Writing
if Emotion is not Involved
My Poems Are Complete Liars
Plotted to Decieve Us All
Calling Them Out
and Raping their Hearts
My Poems Are All Empty
even this one is hard to disregard
yet People still Believe
my poems Speak some Truth
but Ignorance is Bliss
when Speaking comes from the Youth
Apologies To All
Apologies To Some
but let it be known I've Had My Piece
to Let you Know that i'm
Done