Empty Poem by jofelson abracia

I woke up empty
empty of courage
Drowned with doubts and confusion
Empty of strength no guts to face the day
Impossible to make any cognition
Lying on my coffin-considered bed
I can feel the pressure building up my head
I pushed myself forward towards the window
What would happen today, I still don't know
And piece-by-piece I started grow
Gathered enough courage so I decided to go
Locked doors behind me
I feel prepared sufficiently
With all might I can now face the day
Sunshine following me as I paced along the hallway
Then, a block ahead I saw her glimmering
With my forehead started to sweat I know I was glittering
Every step I take, a bottle of courage break
I am not sure if my courage will reach her
With the last bottle of courage
I was an arm close to her
She turned around to face me
and the last bottle exploded and stunned me
And there in front of her
I was again empty