An Empty Filling Poem by Mst mst

An Empty Filling



a shut of an eyelid creating a dark universe
hoping to be explained without adverse
maybe it's a functional curse
that my mind happily coerced
since it's searching for a thrill
waiting for the unoxygenated blood to spill
i guess there's nothing left to fill

Monday, February 20, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: body,depression,environment,mind,sad
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