I’ve got no poetry to write,

no thoughts to share,

no opinions on what I care.


What I am today,

is a hollow tin,

with nothing else,

but vacuum within.


Deep down somewhere,

there used to be feelings.

but now its all about

making rational dealings.


Once I was a star,

radiant and bright.

before I became

the darkest night.


I bartered my soul

to have it all,

yet nothing makes me happy,

nothing at all.


What I am now,

is a black hole,

dark, vast, distant

but empty on the inside.



Say it out LOUD!!! :)

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