Like a shell
Waiting to be crushed
By the slightest touch
I feel empty
Not lonely
But empty
Longing
To be filled
All I am is a shell
Of what I was
Superficial
Yet seemingly alright
But peer inside and see
There’s nothing to hide
For
Nothing
Is all
I am
Life is such
Such is life
We’re all fucked
Virgins or not.
Loved the ending.
“We’re all fucked
Virgins or not”
NAICE
This is great. Brilliant ending!
Me too.LOve the ending.awsomeness!
SO damn true!
This sounds awfully familiar
you make it sound as thought I’ve plagiarized
Emptiness is obvious.
erm about the familiarity , it is likely cause this sentiment was expressed by http://sirenegius.livejournal.com/, a couple of years ago, of course.
actually, it’s because I wrote the poem whilst talking to Sabby on msn.
Haha nice ending.