Emptiness fills me
Meaningless thoughts consume my mind
In a world so full of life-giving water
My glass remains untouched
And so I die
And no man
Though he may possess
All the riches and charm
Can wake my lips sleeping
Among the numb of heart
I lie
Weeping painlessly
Silently
For fear of burdening
Ideal existences of others
Who feign empathy towards me
Am I in a cave
Or a coffin
Is there a tunnel leading to light
Or a door shut up with nails
Will I ever escape...
Meaningless thoughts consume my mind
In a world so full of life-giving water
My glass remains untouched
And so I die
And no man
Though he may possess
All the riches and charm
Can wake my lips sleeping
Among the numb of heart
I lie
Weeping painlessly
Silently
For fear of burdening
Ideal existences of others
Who feign empathy towards me
Am I in a cave
Or a coffin
Is there a tunnel leading to light
Or a door shut up with nails
Will I ever escape...
Cerra Ann Craven
This poem was written in 2001. It's been published as part of a collection of poems. This is one of my typical teenage-angst poems but it served its purpose.
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