Running on empty

I am a puppy

who lost his bone.

I am a car

that has run out of gas.

 

I used to be okay with it,

I accepted that I would

never be full.

Id always be nothing.

Feel nothing in my heart and soul.

 

Then that changed,

I found someone that made me complete,

Found all the pieces to my puzzle

and glued them in place.

Then all of that went away,

 

My other half got taken away from me.

I am convinced I will always be

condemned to a life of misery and frustration.

Im all worn out.

Im all to used to the feeling of being empty.

 

Everything Ive ever loved

and cared about is always

taken from me.

 

Its a sad fact but,

Its where I belong,

I cant be hurt here.

I cant be manipulated.

I cant be used.

I admit its lonely,

yet its comfortable.

 

Im running on empty.

Reviews

[Meghan]

I think a lot of people can identify with what is said in this poem. Well done, I loved the imagery and comparisons you made!

[Coyote Poetry]

I like the description in the poem. Hard to gain strength after losing the desire to be happy. I like the thoughts and the desire of this poem. A strong ending to a excellent poem.
Coyote

[kidd x]

I can kind of relate to this write. I like how you expressed this.

[EMMIE]

Love the way you begin. Very creative piece.

[Jeremy Baker]

It's horrible to be that empty and feel comfortable with it - keep up the fight! I liked the structure of this write, with its effective imagery and simple exploration of loneliness and despair.

[AchingAlexandra]

I'm in the same boat as you sweetie . Stay strong , and remember to rely on your friends . Slowly , they will help fill you up

[I Am Svetlana]

I understand the feeling of those close to you being taken away, that's why I have issues with getting close to certain people. I am afraid of them always leaving and knowing that most cannot stay around forever. We all have to move on.
I understnad the feeling of being alone and how it hurts, yet comfortable. Sure, it's lonely but we all understand why it exists and is there when we need it most.

[Distant horizons]

Such sadness conveyed beautifully.