A Blank Space
Been sitting infront of this blank screen for what seems to be eternity…lost my words…lost my art..maimed i am…
What have you reduced me to?
Why this? Ive had everything taken away from me before…
But i always had myself to go back to…what have i got now but an empty hollow space….
Tears flow out…ears burn red…face contracts with unmeasurable pain…
Why this? Why them? Why him? And most painfully…why her?
Every moment on splendor bent…how do they matter in the end?
Wherein you bore me with invisible holes…thy weapon i myself have sent…
How else could all this hurt me so…if i had not but let you close…
These unseen bonds you craftly tied…and now you chop with heavy blows…
I am here…but in truth nothing much remains….
My heart…my mind all taken away…
I never thought it would come to this…
Herein where I wished to begin…i have but reached a new end…
I find no comfort in these words anymore…and wonder if indeed i should go
And then it ceeps back in my end…it would matter to no one anymore…
If i should die…or I should live? Or perhaps disappear in the mist…
No one would wonder no one would care…for those who once did…are no where near
I do not know why it came to this… a time when my ink seems to dry before it spills…
My pencil breaks its point before it can leave its mark…the tears wash away the sign of any art…
I do not know where to end…I cannot go on unless there is a change.
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Cheers! Sandra. R.