The machine

The show has begun,
You are gone...
Without you, i'm No one.

Back then i used to care,
Now i just don't dare,
Will give up on everything,
Without you there is nothing...
Not much point left for me.

Behold, my previous being dead,
Now i'm nothing, just a machine.
Empty, cold, living dead.

Author's Note

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Reviews

[ANTO]

I liked the drama in this one IM. Its very theatrical (i.e. the show had begun). I think it has a good thread through it - the narrator just going through the motions since their love left. Putting on a show - not enjoying acting though.
Nice one, my friend

[Dani The Unreviewed]

A review that is better than the poem. :) thank you :)

[dan]

Back to your cheerful "woe is me" stuff. I like it a whole lot better when you try. good luck...dan

[Dani The Unreviewed]

Thank you :)

[A writer]

Wow wow wow. Hold it right there for a second. You are not a soulless person. When will you see, that you are a wonderful writer? anyways...to the poem. Its well penned. I think I've got used to reading good stuff from you. Just keep writing.

[Ilerah]

Very emotional, well written, and over all a good poem.

[Dani The Unreviewed]

Thanks for the read and review.

[closed]

here sting words that inflict shivers like the cold hollow void of a soulless shell...

sorry i missed this one friend

symphonic


-Dream

[Dani The Unreviewed]

Thats just what i am right now. Thanks for the read and review my friend. Always appreciated.