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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Published on Friday, March 19, 2004. Filed under: "Poetry"

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Comments on "Nothing"

On Saturday, March 20, 2004, Lynaes (854) 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
On Saturday, March 20, 2004, Jane (53) wrote:

"Lots of empty space, nowhere left to fall..." Beautiful...
On Friday, March 19, 2004, Six-Out (1423) 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.
On Friday, March 19, 2004, Mistress Morbid (405) wrote:

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