Void

These petals fall without intent,
I suddenly feel so small.

This sky doesn't want my tears,
just wants me to feel.

This ending was written before it began,
I am the leftover skin .

These words are hollow,
bridges waiting to be burned.

Our wills are meant to be tested,
I DON'T WANT THIS LIFE ANYMORE

Reviews

[lindsay]

Oooh. This is a brilliant poem. It has some anger and hurtful words in here too. I think void is a great title for it. Well done!