Empty

I’m gone; totally empty
no one’s fault, no one’s but mine.
And I tried, yes I tried.
To get filled with all these
fragments of my life.

My life took various sizes
but most of all yours.
Up to a hundred times I loved you;
up to a thousand t’was worse.

I climbed several mountains;
some steep as hell, some flat yet firm.
Some of them not even worthy
of being called a mountain.

But some of them were still too high
you know; like a river can be too long
like a rainbow much too shiny
like a statement can be wrong
like a kid too sympathetic
like a life can be too gone.

I swam in rivers
I looked at rainbows
I made my statements
and I loved some kids
but my life has never been as gone as this.

©Dirtymosquito – 4th of October, 2010

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