Hollow
The rain poured down from the sky to our doorsteps,
followed by a series of thunderstorm.
Taking care of an offspring tires the mind.
However, the body follows.
One's completely lost
One planned to write about something relevent,
but the mind forgets what it was.
It scares and annoys one,
so much that one wants to think about something cruel,
and sorrowful, just to cry.
Just to be filled with something.
Just to not feel empty. Hollow.
-Hollow
followed by a series of thunderstorm.
Taking care of an offspring tires the mind.
However, the body follows.
One's completely lost
One planned to write about something relevent,
but the mind forgets what it was.
It scares and annoys one,
so much that one wants to think about something cruel,
and sorrowful, just to cry.
Just to be filled with something.
Just to not feel empty. Hollow.
-Hollow
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It rained yesterday.I took care of a little girl, because oddly enough I wanted to.
I got lost when I though about writing something.
It annoys the crap out of me how I forget stuff easily.
And it's true, I do mentally torture myself.
But, damn! It doesn't do a thing to me!
Most of the time I feel numb. Empty.
Then, what follows is...the pain. I guess.