Empty Life - Poem by Katheryn Foley
The whirl of wind the ice becomes thin,
A thousand words left unsaid,
Feel like falling feel like calling but you know nobody is there.
For comfort I curl up into a ball,
I can't take this loneliness,
Gotta make this life work for me,
It gets late and I'm up with fright,
Nobody here to save me,
deaf to the life around me,
Can't hear my call for help,
Tears fill this mood that I give into,
Days and nights become one,
When my world is sad I feel unknown,
Nothing to hold onto,
I don't know what to do.
Back in this world of darkness I only hide in shame,
Nobody to blame I hurt myself until I know the punishment has been served
Hand portrayed by blood, I covered them with mud,
But nothing could stop them from being seen,
I guess nobody will know what this world really means.
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