Empty

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Empty

Blank , I am trying my hardest to create clarity but clearly I am blind,

Blank, I fell down and called for help, but heard no words, and felt no embrace strong enough  to save me

Blank, constricting my thoughts and forcing  out my last desire of hope

Blank, it suppresses my whole being with no remorse,

Blank, trapped in a whirlpool inches from the surface, drowning.

Blank, vacant, desperate, incomplete, worthless, pitiful blank.

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Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

keeliap’s Poems (7)

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my home 2
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love me 1
my love for you 1