Empty-Spaces
I live in a dark hollow tree
Where no one can see me.
No one can hear me.
They can't touch me.
I keep hearing voices in my ears.
They're screaming so loudly at me.
I sit, and I cry.
What do they want?
I did not do anything wrong.
Why are they screaming?
Do they know how that makes me feel?
I feel like a tool, that was ment to feel shame.
It's like, I don't have a mind of my own.
My heart doesn't beat the samebeat anymore.
My soul, and my body feel nothing more than an empty shell.
You threw me aside, like trash.
You've used me.
And acused me.
All I did was sat in that dark hollow tree crying.
Where no one can see me.
No one can hear me.
They can't touch me.
I keep hearing voices in my ears.
They're screaming so loudly at me.
I sit, and I cry.
What do they want?
I did not do anything wrong.
Why are they screaming?
Do they know how that makes me feel?
I feel like a tool, that was ment to feel shame.
It's like, I don't have a mind of my own.
My heart doesn't beat the samebeat anymore.
My soul, and my body feel nothing more than an empty shell.
You threw me aside, like trash.
You've used me.
And acused me.
All I did was sat in that dark hollow tree crying.
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