Love Poem: A Sense Of Emptiness
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Written by: Emile Pinet

A Sense Of Emptiness

You feel empty inside; robbed of its passion, your spirit has died. It was a deftly theft, no trace of trust was left; you're now feeling bereft, and can't shake that feeling; God knows you've tried. A shadow in the dark; your soul has lost its spontaneous spark. "Poor invisible me," no one can hear your plea; a teardrop in the sea, your fate is looking increasingly stark. Your inner voice goes mute; when the pain of loneliness grows acute, and faith's put on trial. You've not smiled in a while, and it has cramped your style; for, once, love leaves; hope's a poor substitute. The victim of a lie, your heart is a place where dreams go to die. For they cannot exist where fantasies desist; and nagging doubts resist attempts to trust in love, or even try.