I’m an empty bottle
too many people drank
everything I had
Left in the dump to brace the cold
the ice stings and the wind blows
That whistle a bottle makes
as air graces the opening
it sounds like my heart
empty and hollow
calling out for those
who once filled me up
never getting an answer
I am an empty person
too many people took
everything I had
Dec 14, 2015
Dec 14, 2015 at 4:37 PM UTC
I’m an empty bottle
too many people drank
everything I had
Left in the dump to brace the cold
the ice stings and the wind blows
That whistle a bottle makes
as air graces the opening
it sounds like my heart
empty and hollow
calling out for those
who once filled me up
never getting an answer
I am an empty person
too many people took
everything I had
