Blank space was left
Empty bowl was bereft
Occupied mind is what it was
Numb heart is what it has
Staring
Not thinking
Surviving
Not living
Surrendering
Everything
Surrendering
Nothing
Alive but dead
Covered in red
Slowly flowing
Losing everything
Gaining something
Hearing nothing
Beats gone
It's done
Such a relief
As the thief
Runaway with it
Never again you'll meet
Willingly
You let it be
Finally
You are free.
Jan 6, 2018
Jan 6, 2018 at 6:33 AM UTC
Blank space was left
Empty bowl was bereft
Occupied mind is what it was
Numb heart is what it has
Staring
Not thinking
Surviving
Not living
Surrendering
Everything
Surrendering
Nothing
Alive but dead
Covered in red
Slowly flowing
Losing everything
Gaining something
Hearing nothing
Beats gone
It's done
Such a relief
As the thief
Runaway with it
Never again you'll meet
Willingly
You let it be
Finally
You are free.
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