The Wordsmith

Poetry and Shorts by Brent Allen Bennett

Empty

Another empty bottle
To start another empty day
Just can’t seem to get any substance
To get me to lay down my dependency

On these empty bottles
Crowding around my empty bed
No other feeling besides this loneliness
Crowding around my head

Who’s there?
I can hear you knocking
But you can’t come in
I might as well be alone
If I have to be lonely

Go away
My doorbell broke so long ago
On another empty night
I tore that buzzer off the wall
Can’t seem to feel anything
For anyone else at all

Another empty bottle
On another empty day
I just can’t seem to get
This loneliness to fade

Just wish I could find some substance
To get me to lay down my dependency
Just a little something
To remind me of being me

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