The Empty Pages

Crumbled pages, the dimly lit light

Left there for ages, With thoughts that I hide.

My head is sleeping

But my eyes are wet.

I am suffocating, deep in the sea of greed

Not made by me but others

Now I sit down to fill those pages

Empty and yellow.

But the ideas that float are just

a face to the whole body.

Started to doubt

the people around me.

I am scared that I may lose everyone.

I still can’t put my words down.

Leaving these pages empty as sky.

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