Empty Bed Poem by Katie Smith
Empty Bed
Your side of the bed
- as empty as my head.
Empty as my soul,
when I stood on the platform,
watching you go,
thinking you were an actor.
It was just a silly thought
that life made me taught.
Life is like a fussy woman;
you don't know what it'll crave.
Sometimes it gives us too much
but usually takes what it gave.
Your side of the bed
- as empty as words you have said.
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