Emptiness Deserves to be Written
Here's to the empty human bodies who are
numb to the feeling of their
soul
To the empty-headed, who I
won't call stupid but lost in
a sea of bodily functions
and emotions
creating malfunctions.
Here's to the broken hearted who
feel their bones are naked without
flesh and feeling
Feeling hospitalized with
bones still perfectly intact
and with the thought
of them broken.
Here's to the beloved who feel
unloved because the devil on
your left shoulder speaks
louder than the angel on your
right.
Here's to the night of empty
city streets,
lights alive depriving energy
and our insides intoxicated
with fun frenzy
and what you recall as
a couple sips and the rest slipped
out of your control.
You remember nothing but the
prints of your fingertips
on cups that once were
but felt like air grasped into your palms.
Here's to the souls who
fail to feel the good of living...
who see the world in dull colors
and their slots
getting prepped up for
emptiness.
Here's to you. Just you.