Void

Open rooms 
In crowded houses 
Choke out from fumes 
From the scent of perfumes

Toy birds
No joy 

Vacant void 
Not empty 

Shot for 
Joy
No envy 

So empty
But plenty 

Glass broken
Now cut wounds

Hollow beats
Jaded bruise 
Faded nerves 
Tired words.

Nonstop verbs
No voice heard
Your deceiving 
Kind words

F**k you.