8.22.2016

Shards of Nothing

What’s left to treasure
to hold close to my chest
when everything’s gone

What do I do now
when there’s nothing left
inside anymore

I’m empty, waiting
to be filled back up again
I don’t know what to do
with all this empty space

I’m shattered and broken
the years have turned to ash
There’s nothing and no one
to help me out of this mess

Like a vase that’s been
emptied, flowers tossed aside
A car that’s out of gas
running off the side of the road

The picture frame
is empty of glass
the broken, shattered

Pieces in the trash
and there’s nothing to
put in its place anymore

I’m empty, waiting
to be filled back up again
I don’t know what to do
with all this empty space

I’m shattered and broken
the years have turned to ash
There’s nothing and no one
to help me out of this mess


I guess I’m going to have
to breathe and take my
chances by starting over

One more time, though it’s
never worked for me before
But maybe now that

I’m just a little wiser
I’ll figure it out somehow
Trust myself a bit more

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