Empty
I want to look into the sky
I want to run down hills
i want to tell a lie
But instead, i take pills
The empty people talk to me
All gibberish
No one speaks me
I get lost
All they do is tap
Hmmm
and say "well, get some rest"
I thought about stabbing them
Wouldn't do any good
Their empty
The smell of blue is gone
The grass is all burned
No memory
Im pouring out
empty
A new patient came in
Tap
Hmmm
Well, get some rest
And the cycle goes on
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Relatable
I really liked this poem. No one speaks me either. Always feeling dead. haha, sorry im rambling... very nice write. I enjoyed it a lot. related to it.
Amanda
Thanks
Im glad you enjoyed it
alex