Something but Empty and Nothing
How can you walk away, leaving things unsaid?
How can you keep me waiting like this, feeling like my heart is so dead.
Feeling like I'm missing a part of my soul, I know that I will never be whole.
There's pain everytime I think of you, being without you, or being around you for oh so long,
these things, these feelings I feel about you are something,
and then in my heart I feel empty and nothing.
There is pain and there is sadness,
In the end all boils down to madness.
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ashley.eatmon
Most of my poems come from personal experiences. I love to read and my inspiration to write comes from everything. Find me on Wattpad as LongSigh or on Figment as Sincerely, LostLady As you readers might have noticed, and I'd like to confirm, most of my poems are about the same person, and it made me brave by showing him the poem One More Hit. After I showed it to him he didn't speak to me for a few days, just looked at me. I love him more than anything, and I wouldn't be the person I am today, strong inside and out and a mystery to everyone but him, if it wasn't for him, his influence, and his weird affection for me.
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