“My life, it’s full, yet I feel so empty.” by Avalynn Kelley

My life, it’s full, yet I feel so empty.

My mind flickers to the boy who once held my heart so gently.

The romance- the holding doors, the buying flowers.

I’m starting to think it’s all a scheme,

because every time, my mind is manipulated,

and my heart bleeds.

Boy after boy, I get a momentary rush,

but then I get bored and wait for the next.

another shadow in this void of emptiness.

Yet once in a while, I meet a guy

who exceeds my happiness.

Those are the ones who pull me deeper

into the very void I try to escape 

the reminder of why I’m alone.

I see my smile flash,

my eyes glimmer for just a second.

But who I really am

is the girl in bed,

staring into the walls of herself.

The noises of laughter and pain clash around me,

driving me mad,

for neither can make up

for the loneliness that consumes me.

I beg to be alone when I’m full,

but beg for another soul when I’m empty.

The curse of loneliness confines me daily —

and every spark I feel for a moment

leaves me more restless

than a spark that never appeared.