Empty hole,
empty heart.
Ever since the day we part.
Puffy cheeks, puffy face,
lost without a trace.
Empty head,
mind blank,
always on a lower rank.
Eyes stinging,
the darkness is ringing.
~Emma kay
YOU ARE READING
Poems
PoetryTHE ONES I HAVE UP AREN'T PERFECT, EVERYTHING ELSE IS PRIVATE OR BEING WORKED ON!
