Poem -

Empty...

Empty...

To leave your everything upon the page, is to empty yourself, then you're just a name,
A piece of poetry comes and goes away, with my emotion I'm just a lyrical slave,
Sometimes I write joyously, sometimes creative, but most times I'm still in pain,
One thing that will never change, when I'm with my feelings, I leave myself empty on the page.

I keep you with me, in times of expression,
I keep you with me, to eleviate depression,
I keep you with me, you're my obsession,
My heart,
My body,
My soul,
I keep you with me...

In the beginning, I was so scared of letting out what I thought,Β 
16 year old boy, what am I thinking, what on earth is going wrong?!
Shocked, when my hidden feelings spilled out on the piece of paper,
Scared of seeing it written down, Instead of a pen, should I use a razor?

I've lived a bruised life, but that's not what I'm all about,
I've been lost and broken, I'm just aching to be found,
I search with words, as pages get turned I poetically get burned,
Time after time, line after line, is it vanity that I just want to be heard.

I keep you with me, in times of expression,
I keep you with me, to eleviate depression,
I keep you with me, you're my obsession,
My heart,
My body,
My soul,
I keep you with me...

I've got a long life to live, everybody has a past, but new memories are mine to write,
Is this pen mightier than the sword? For I know I'm in a battle, I must write tonight,
I don't know what about, but this feeling won't go until I do,
I will once again, open my heart and pour out what feels true.

Am I a beast?
Is this page, my lonely cage?
Am I a creep?
Is this pen, my burning hell?
Am I a poet?
Is this ink, my missing link?
I search and search, for what seems to be a poetic curse,
I write and write, until I'm empty in this godforsaken world.

I leave myself empty,
I just want to breathe,
I leave myself empty,
So I can still feel free,
I leave myself,

Empty...

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lodigiana

Such a touching ,soulful piece Wayne, Love can be an all consuming event that leaves its mark indelibly for such a long time.Thank you so much for sharing this xx

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Wayne Stubbs

Thanks very much for your lovely comment, lodigiana, we all write for some reason I suppose ha, nice hearing from you πŸ‘πŸ‘πŸ˜ŠπŸ’œ

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Wayne Stubbs

WOW!! Thanks very much poetess! Yeah I think many people can relate to this. Thanks for the pin πŸ‘πŸ‘πŸ˜ŠπŸ’œ

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