Full To Emptiness

Soul Poetry

What sadness

overshadows all else

yet remains so


What low-lying place

need be discovered

to find me there

positioned prone?

What tears must shed

so those so blinded

would finally see...

and know my anguish?

What cries must emit

that would penetrate

the solid deafness

of those standing closest?

What final actions

need be taken

before they noticed

my utter torment?

What state of distress

would make them realize

that I am full to emptiness

and can hold...no more...

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