Empty

There are times when I feel empty, that I have nothing else left to give.
No tears, no sorrow, no laughter, and no words ─ there is nothing.
I am empty, a shell.

You took it all.
There is nothing left.
You leech, you sucked me dry.

Empty I am.
—Robert Confiant 23 April 2016

 

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