Empty

"Empty"

I am tired of no color, no life...
I want to see something not colored gray,
But the sun, the moon, the sky, the stars
Hold the same haunting hues night and day.

The world is in bloom but I am not...
My heart is not truly awake,
But I trudge on, lifeless- dead
For I have a stretch of life to fake.

I have to pretend for a bit longer,
And those days will seem endless,
While I feel all dreary and alone
Frustrated, afraid, and friendless.

While the days are long the nights are longer,
For I cannot read nor sleep;
Writing, sometimes too much for me
Weak and weary, I cannot weep.

I fight, I push, I run, I hide,
But I can never quite get past
This emptiness inside of me-
Lingering, until I'm free at last.



IDOMAD, 2008