It’s not pathetic
How you feel at night
Sad …and empty
No matter
What’s going right
I’ve been there
I’ve reached across that wall
I’ve counted those pills
I’ve held them in my hand
I’ve waited for morning
So I could
Learn to walk again
This Left
Published
All too true. We get caught in emptiness. Thank you.
Thank you so much for reading
My pleasure. Micheline