Empty

I want to look into the sky
I want to run down hills
i want to tell a lie

But instead, i take pills

The empty people talk to me
All gibberish
No one speaks me
I get lost

All they do is tap
Hmmm
and say "well, get some rest"

I thought about stabbing them
Wouldn't do any good
Their empty

The smell of blue is gone
The grass is all burned
No memory
Im pouring out

empty

A new patient came in

Tap
Hmmm
Well, get some rest

And the cycle goes on

Relatable

I really liked this poem. No one speaks me either. Always feeling dead. haha, sorry im rambling... very nice write. I enjoyed it a lot. related to it.
Amanda

Thanks

Im glad you enjoyed it
alex

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