Poetry Book: Songs from the Heart [COMPLETED]

empty air

What have I become
Without your presence in my life?
I've tried to kill the pain
But unfortunately, I remember everything
What will you become
Without me in your life?
I bet you moved on
Without pain or strife

It's time to accept
That I never made a difference
That my words cannot help people
Maybe I am writing to an empty room,
Empty air .....

Sometimes I like to think
That I'm making a change
Maybe someone looks at my words
And thinks,
"I won't give up today"
I hope that I have helped
I hope you hear my words
That it's not just empty air

What will you become?
When the time comes
And who will you decide
Earns the right to stand by your side?

I know it won't be me
And I know I anguish alone
But maybe, just maybe
I could find a way
To live with the empty air

Who am I even writing for,
They wonder and ask?
I write for myself, I tell them
Not for empty air
I scream out the words like a prayer
Despite how I never pray
I'd beg for your friendship
But I'm not a hypocrite

Your words are empty air
My words have some flair
You spew hatred,
And I spread love
You lie and swear
I smile and care

I'm not writing for empty air
Empty words on a dark page
I am writing for myself
Because I will find a way

A way to help those
Who need my love most
Those who need to embrace themselves
Those who need to love themselves
Those who need to protect themselves

I don't speak for empty air
I speak for those who cannot
I don't speak for hatred
I speak for kindness and love

So next time you think
I'm writing for empty air,
Just remember this sentence,
When your opinion is involved,
I don't fucking care