A Strange Hollowness

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  1. InnerStrength

    InnerStrength Well-Known Member

    “A Strange Hollowness”

    Looking within, I only see a strange hollowness
    Emotions washed away
    With spiritual decay

    Every inch of that glistening void smells pungent
    Acrid with nothingness
    I look up into that bleak, soulless self-sky
    Wondering why
    I do not die

    Just to simply fade away, like a belated harbinger of death
    Would be an exalted gift from an unknown benefactor

    I lie in bed, wondering what will become of me
    Nothing to sustain me but apathy
    Hoping this will be my last breath
    For it will result in a sigh of relief
     
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  2. InnerStrength

    InnerStrength Well-Known Member

  3. theleastofthese

    theleastofthese SF Friend Staff Alumni

    You put it very well, your questions. I often have the same questions when I lie in bed unable to sleep, and wonder what is to become of me. Thank you for sharing your thoughts with us.:smile:

    least
     
  4. InnerStrength

    InnerStrength Well-Known Member

    thanks theleastofthese, I appreciate the reply.
     
  5. BrokenPieces

    BrokenPieces Well-Known Member

    that was a wonderful poem...

    thanks for sharing

    BP
     
  6. InnerStrength

    InnerStrength Well-Known Member

    Thanks BP...I just wish I didn't feel that way.
     
  7. ImInLovexx

    ImInLovexx Guest

    that was a lovely thing to read, thank you for posting.
    i kno just how you feel.
     
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