Empty
I feel
Empty
Hollow
Drained
I need something
To take away
This feeling
So maybe
I could use this
Blade
And make
Pain
To take away this
Empty
Feeling
And possibly
Stop myself from
Breathing
YOU ARE READING
Hiraeth.
Poetry(n) A homesickness for a place you can never return to, a place which maybe never was; the nostalgia, the yearning, the grief for the lost places of your past. Collection no.2 --very old poems--
