Empty

The words strain at the back of my mouth
they struggle and almost win
I barely catch them, pushing angrily

I didn’t want this
this onslought of emotion
you see, I have nothing else to give
nothing but the pain and rage I feel

but somehow
you slipped past all that
and managed to land
where I least expected

Empty

Wendy  Stivers

Indian Harbour Beach, United States

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