the hollowness i feel <br />isn't quite hollow <br /> <br />sometimes it fills <br />with loss, grief, and sorrow. <br /> <br />i quench my tears <br />but i don't know why; <br /> <br />i'm too fragile inside <br />yet i must stay alive; <br /> <br />to tread on the footprints <br />i've left behind; <br /> <br />to walk into the past <br />with something to find; <br /> <br />to gain some control <br />of whom i've become; <br /> <br />to get out of myself <br />and not be so glum; <br /> <br />to expunge all the fears <br />and the scabs still unhealed; <br /> <br />to discover my power <br />and with it to wield <br /> <br />over myself, and myself alone, <br />and all my sins forever atone. <br /> <br />(Itajaí,21 April,2009)<br /><br />Melanie Walendowsky Baker<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/hollowness/
