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.)