Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Mar 2013
Even the best fall down sometimes.
I sit here,
wasting away my day just thinking.
Thinking of nothing in paticular.
I have so many thoughts,
so many emotions crammed into my head,
I'm not exactly sure if I could hold anymore.
I may break,
shatter and no longer be whole.
I have all these feelings yet ..
Why do I feel so empty?
That my body is a hollow figure,
a lifeless,
worthless body.
Wolfey
Written by
Wolfey  America
(America)   
497
   hannah way
Please log in to view and add comments on poems