Thursday
Jan052012
Empty By T. Alisha Rogers
Thursday, January 5, 2012 at 9:20PM
In the dark of the night
In silence, eyes shut tightly
No water escapes,
No water makes streams on my face
Quietly I suffer my plight
In the darkness of night
The reality burns loudly
Hollow, vacant, an abyss
So soft weeps the soul
Leached was kindness
Leached was compassion
Drained was love
Drained was passion
No more
There is no more
All that remains
A shell, Broken
and Empty
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