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They say you can't fill from an empty cup That you need to take time to replenish But what if one day The one that inspires you to take that time Is no longer there Because they didn't replenish their cup They reminded those around them to fill their cup up But They kept pouring so much of themselves into other Down to the very last drop But even then they didn't stop But they aren't the only one filling from an empty cup In a vicious cycle A whirlpool of sadness and sorrow You were their inspiration for filling their cup However one day you had so little in your cup You got sick and without warning wound up in the hospital Without enough time to tell anyone before they took your phone You were isolated from the outside world While on the unit you counted the days till you could see your inspiration once more But alas That day never came For while you were on that unit Your inspirations cup ran dry For months you blamed yourself for being sick For needing help For reaching out Thinking if there was more you could of done But how could you When you can't fill from an empty cup
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Feb 24
Feb 24, 2026 at 3:29 PM UTC
An Empty Cup
They say you can't fill from an empty cup That you need to take time to replenish But what if one day The one that inspires you to take that time Is no longer there Because they didn't replenish their cup They reminded those around them to fill their cup up But They kept pouring so much of themselves into other Down to the very last drop But even then they didn't stop But they aren't the only one filling from an empty cup In a vicious cycle A whirlpool of sadness and sorrow You were their inspiration for filling their cup However one day you had so little in your cup You got sick and without warning wound up in the hospital Without enough time to tell anyone before they took your phone You were isolated from the outside world While on the unit you counted the days till you could see your inspiration once more But alas That day never came For while you were on that unit Your inspirations cup ran dry For months you blamed yourself for being sick For needing help For reaching out Thinking if there was more you could of done But how could you When you can't fill from an empty cup
Was a draft I had saved from December 2025
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23/M/Missouri
Feb 24
Feb 24, 2026 at 3:29 PM UTC
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