Nothingness
By: Joi Maree Flowers
Numb of love
Existing in life
Deprived of will power
A few reasons as to why
Rejection
Neglected
Forgotten
Shunned
By peers and enemies
Those names who have stopped calling hers
Left alone in darkness
Entrapped between four walls
Aging without growing
Blank pages of a story
Enough of nothing
Less of something
When the purpose of being
Should alone fill her cup to full
Yet her well is dry
And their is no reserved supply
She could be more
If only she desired to be
Better than her limitations
Greater than her agony
If only she saw herself
As being
More than the taunts
Of those haunted voices
A greater purpose
A greater power
She could rise into her light
To become
Something more
Than her black of
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