Nothing

By Mistress Morbid

There is no sense in leaving
and no sense in staying
There is no sense in coming back
*
There is nothing left
For me now
Nothing here at all
Lots of empty space
No where left to fall
Not a shoulder to cry on
A shirt so soaking wet
Just my two hands
And a box of klenex
*
Oh how I wish I could tell you
How truly sorry I am
For putting false hopes
Where there was naught
For my world is falling apart
And my heart has been shot

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Copyright 2004 Morbid Derangement
Published on Friday, March 19, 2004.     Filed under: "Poetry"
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  • Lynaes On Saturday, March 20, 2004, Lynaes (854)By person wrote:

    Wow, the first stanza hit me hard. I know that feeling all too well. *hugs* A sad, beautiful write.. Just wanted to let I'm here for you. :) ~L

  • Jane On Saturday, March 20, 2004, Jane (53)By person wrote:

    "Lots of empty space, nowhere left to fall..." Beautiful...

  • Six-Out On Friday, March 19, 2004, Six-Out (1423)By person wrote:

    Sometimes false hopes are all we have to run on. They get you through the day....but they make you feel like shit afterwards, eh? Stunning write.

  • Mistress Morbid On Friday, March 19, 2004, Mistress Morbid (405)By person wrote:

    In a flash of a moment I open my eyes and nothing is there, nothing at all just completly bare.

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