Empty (National Poetry Writing Month #11)   Leave a comment

I’m a man who is empty.
I have had everything
Pulled out of me.
Some of it,
My Heart,
I gave willingly.
Most of it,
My Blood,
My Tears,
My Soul,
Were taken forcefully.
Now I stand here
Devoid of love,
of life,
of hope.
Now I have nothing.
I am a man who is empty.

Shaman Romney 2014

Posted 04/11/2014 by Shay in National Poetry Writing Month 2014, Poetry

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