EMPTY
BY C.WYNTER

I don't know if I can explain, I am just this hollow mess,
The days just drift on by, yet the hours are so endless,
I don't feel motivated, I mean, what's the point anyways,
Fighting a battle everyday is tiring, it just stays the same,
Oh and the sadness, that's stifles every damn breath you take,
There are things to be grateful for, I'm...