Empty
Hollow like a dead tree
An empty doll of clay
The shell of a person
My memories fade
I exist for closure
That I have not received
I live an empty life
A threads breath from death's reprieve
I hope you liked my poem, a small insight into Kikiyo. And I want to say I love the reviews that I got from my tiny group of fans, I love you guys. Over and out.
Psyco #1 (J.T.)
