An Endless Emptiness

My heart disintegrates into an ancient dust,
For a broken heart cannot endure a never ending pain.
The once welcomed happiness has quickly disappeared,
Erasing the smile that once brightened my face.
Now all that remains is a dismal blank canvas,
And a bleeding hole for the world to see.
They would notice my sorrowful eyes,
That now mourn the tears they had painfully lost.
Love and happiness now mourn over an empty soul,
For feelings of comfort have been brutally defeated,
And on their thrones rest sorrow and grief,
Silently consuming the once sweet breath I longed to capture.
Suddenly feelings of despair are released from my spirit,
Yet something continues to feel missing,
And has been unwillingly replaced.
Now all that I feel is a pure emptiness;
With no sad moments to cry over,
Or exciting experiences that would form a smile.
All that remains deep within this hollow shell,
All that will forever consume my mind and spirit,
Is this dreaded feeling of an endless emptiness.

By: Jasmine Aburouman
July 19, 2006
2:13 am

Author notes

I wrote the poems above last night when I was lying in bed. I felt so empty inside. I didn't feel happiness, and I didn't feel sad either. I just felt this dreadful feeling weighing me down. I wanted to cry, but I couldn't because no tears would come out. I won't go into detail of why I felt this way, but I just felt it. Then my muse reignited my ability to write. I just wrote down how I'm feeling. The first poem is just about how the emptiness is making me feel. "Emptiness" is the worst feeling one can feel. I explained exactly what the emptiness I was feeling was with the second poem. Writing these poems was a great emotional release and now I feel better. I guess every once in a while my past demons escape.

Thanks for reading,
Jasmine

Written July 19th, 2006