Empty

The feeling of emptiness to me

No dreams to anchor to

going through the motions

surviving

Why am I even surviving-

soon i'll have no emotions

and hate the youth

not for their freedom

but for their soul

I need something

I want a cigarette

Alcohol

Sex with a stranger

stranger the better

Get lost 

Run away

Anything to feel alive

Anything at all

I'll try everything

whatever you got.

Author's Note

I don't consider myself a poet, or even that I can write poems… Its just nice to get thoughts onto paper- it helps me think better and I decided to share incase others have experienced similar feelings to mine own.

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"No dreams to anchor to // going through the motions"
Those two lines really pulled me into this one. You really managed to grab on to that feeling of aimlessness, the frustration, maybe even anger of it to an extent (but that may just be my analysis).
On a side note I do believe every poet starts with what you describe. That need to put thoughts and emotion to pen and paper, to sort through one's mind.