Eyes are glazed and look at nothing
He is so aware of the sighing breathing
The rising lump in the chest chokes everything
The pain and void have him writhing
His emotions lie, dead and buried
His poker face belies all worries
He wants to yell and scream
But is scared the tears would then follow in a stream
He looks around for solace
But has lost faith in the the human race
Is scared to lose his face
Feels, tears would be the easy escape
As the tears well up in the eyes
A film about to spill and trickle, so he tries
Stays firm, .the film dries
He smiles as the inside cries
He broods over his weakness
His need for someone, a sickness?
Was he ailing from loneliness?
Just yesterday, he was perfect
A symbol of completeness!
He was flush with emotional fullness
Then,
He pored within and found the perfect ally- a soothing emptiness!
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Monday, July 13, 2009
Emptiness
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