Empty Shell I am dead Inside a heart beats Tears fill tired eyes Blood runs through veins A pulse can be felt Yet I feel nothing Robbed of joy Pleasure denied Happiness stolen I am an empty shell A shadow of my former self Invisible and I know who killed me Copyright © 2022 ChristineContinue reading “Empty Shell”
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Poetry For Healing 