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Empty

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By Jaye MejiaPublished 6 years ago 1 min read
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The Great Void

Do you know what it's like to feel empty--

desolate as the desert with only the wind for company

to be traveling alone, on open road, for miles fuming on E?

Vacant like an old run-down motel that once thrived;

uninhabited by the joys of companionship that makes one feel so alive--

inside, still I am hollow as that of a tree without water to sustain life.

Love does not reside within my chest cavity

it is a myth told to my hopes 'n' dreams as bedtime stories

when you look at me, what do you see?

A shell of a man who's cup once runneth over

with love for a lover who loves now another expeditiously...

The wind taunts and tease dancing freely

through crumbling ruins, nooks & crannies,

as if nonchalant to my disparity

Adding insult to injury overtime eroding me

Love birds, carefree in the gentle breeze

flying by chirping & singing easy

Truth through transparency

I am an open book titled "Clarity"

new love requires candor in speech

honesty, trust, repetition, rinse & repeat;

Most want a puzzle already complete

some want to fill the gaps, sew, mold, patch, stitch, fold nice & neat

a shell of a man whose once loved another lover, torn asunder

and no longer has to be empty.

sad poetry
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About the Creator

Jaye Mejia

I am a Creator that loves to create.

An old soul Belizean with infinite spirit and a Los Angeles based aspiring screenwriter/director; I work to one day create irrevocably unique films never before thought of. But it doesn't stop there..

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