A long abandoned,gloomy room
filled with suffocating gas
A mirror in the corner
seems it has long not been used
dark in dirt and dust
not a single sign of life
putting across a question
can you
picture my emptiness
Emotions entrapped within the soul
spirit encaged in body alone
i vacillate between desires and fulfillment
still fail to fill the void i hold,
in quandry about the state i am in
can you
picture my emptiness
Deadpan
a puppet, so old
eyes, so numb
they hold no more tears,
isolated,deserted
still have no fear
can you
still
picture my emptiness...




















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