I

I
I am a torn sheet of plain paper drifting through a vacant lot,
I am the dark corner everyone veers away from,
I am the one who must hide all emotion or else bad things occur,
I am a cup completly dry for everything has been taken from me,
I am the wind howling in pain on a stormy night harsh tears falling around me,
I am dark waters never stopping never slowing always going to stay alive,
I am a dying plant striving to squeeze between the weeds surrounding me,
I am nothing,
I.

Reviews

[ayesha gupta]

too much agony. ..strong emotions. you penned it well.

[A. F. Carrera]

And you are also a good poet