I am empty .
Theres nothing special about me.
I am just here .
Of course you don't notice me ,
sometimes I barely notice me too .
It's like I am not even alive
sometimes.
It's like I am a ghost .
You never know they're there .
They could be sitting right next to you .
Empty , like the bottle .
Empty , like my stomach .
Empty , my heart
after you .
YOU ARE READING
Reasons of Time
PoetrySome of this poetry is mine !! if you want to use it make sure you credit me ! see ya, love x
