Poem: Empty

The sun is coming up and I am going down.

I feel so full, but when I look at my glass it is empty.

I never see it full, there is nothing out there for me.

The room is filled with things that I used to want.

It has the people that I have given so much.

When I look, I see the people that I have dream about.

The one thing I do not see is me.

I am not there.

I cannot give them the love and attention the room deserves.

My cup cannot hold anymore.

The fumes that used to fill me up are done.

I have no more to give.

There is nothing left for me to say.

There is nothing left for me to do.

I tried to shout I love you, but that is a waste.

I wish I could do more.

I have given them my all and given my self-none.

I will never be full.

I am just empty.

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