A silent half filled cup

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic


The silent sob in my heart

gets louder at night.
All the thoughts and emotions
I relentlessly run from throughout
my days catch up at night.
With each passing moment
I cease to feel an ounce of 
life within me. 
 
As I stare at the ceiling 
I think to myself....
"There was a time where I felt it all.
The rush, the smiles and happiness.
now I just feel emptiness, a void.
The emptiness of the void and it's
growth with each passing moment"


Submitted: November 22, 2021

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