Empty

Hating that you can't feel anything for someone

Music pulses and temperatures rise

Breath hitches and my lips lie

Faking it and you can’t tell

Disappointed again, passion dies

It’s never different, why keep trying

The boy doesn’t matter, I don’t feel

They enjoy it, I don’t

Why is none of this real?

Try again, pull him close

Close my eyes, pretend

I’ll feel something this time

Fails, once again, just friends

Seems I’ve tried a million times

To find someone who lights me

Creates real feelings inside

And just maybe excites me

Lights dim and move closer

Hot breath and hotter skin

Want so much to feel tempted

I want to want this sin

Never do, though

It’s always boring and bland

As I pull away from their kisses

Leave, forever, their hands

Wonder, faintly, what they feel

Does it hurt them when I go?

Did they care at all about me?

I honestly just don’t know

Cannot be in their lives

A part of who they are

When I can’t feel anything for them

I just have to leave, go far

For it hurts me to look at them

They, whom I should adore

Whom I should long to kiss

Whom I wish I felt anything for

But from the moment our lips meet

That tingle inside me dies

I don’t feel anything for them

From my lips flow lies

I want so much to want someone

I need to feel fire

Just to know that I am capable

Of keeping real desire

For now, I am empty

I cannot feel the burn

Of true passion, so I wait

Until it is my turn

 

Music pulses and temperatures rise

Breath hitches and my lips lie

Faking it and you can’t tell

Disappointed always, pray to the sky

Reviews

[The Elder]

I love this. A great description of the emptiness of lonliness.
Good rhyme and rhythym, smooth, easy flow. This is a very
nice read.
I have felt the same about so many women in my past I understand
you completely.
I'm glad I stooped by, and that I chose this work to read.
Thanks for sharing.

[darkgurl]

I can relate to this write, very well expressed emotions involved in this......Kim