poetry

heart and soul

i pour my heart

and my soul

onto my life

i feel so empty

like the bottom-

less pit choji.

how can i feel less 

empty?...less...alone?

i don't know i wish

i did when i'm near

people i feel as if i'm 

forcing my company on

them, even when i'm 

invited. i twill

aways feal like a burden

even though

i try to change

that fact

i don't think

i ever will,

or ever can.