Nothing Left Poem by Precious U.
Nothing Left
In here's an empty space,
Myself, chained in its case,
Voices, echoing in silence,
Hate words, all in compliance.
Out there's an emblem of incandescence,
A radiance without pretence,
From the shadows I observed,
A will just to serve.
There's nothing left for me to accept,
The breadcrumbs I'd gladly embrace,
But the void had desires to meet,
And sought me within its sheets.
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