Empty days

Image from Pexels These are the empty daysWhen the silence between the sentencesIs overwhelming.The barrenness of my lifeComes into full view.I am ashamedOf how little I have left.Devoid of the sparkleThat others say they see,How could they knowI’m only pinning up my broken smile?The silence is consumingReminding me of what I have lost.Filling cups withContinueContinue reading “Empty days”