Empty
You used to be my entire world.
Now that so-called world is gone.
How am I supposed to feel
when all I knew just disappeared?
And if this is your hell,
Gosh!, I'd love to be living it,
because even my hell
is falling apart.
I'm out of tears to cry.
I'm out of insults to call out.
I'm out of love to give,
and I'm out of hate to feel.
I have no world.
I have no hell.
I do not feel.
What should I do?
Copyright �2004 Surey Rodr�guez