by John S Foster

Created on: September 23, 2009   Last Updated: September 24, 2009

Emptiness...


I feel empty. I am empty.

My life has not been that bad.
I've done many things, many things I've had.
I should be happy, not sad.
What happened?
Why not glad?

I feel empty. I am empty.

I am curious for so many things,
I have searched many things.
Some of these things, happiness brings.

Yet I feel empty. I am empty.

I have loved. Love has found me.
I would lose it, a bad place to be.

Better to have loved, than not I learned
I will agree, even when I was burned.

And yes. I was empty. I felt empty. I have become empty.

I hear songs of love and joy.
They make me feel like a boy.
Sometimes I smile to remember.
But like leaves in September.
My mood would change.
Why would my heart rearrange?

Then. I get empty. I feel empty. I am empty.

A while ago, I found the Lord, God is His name.
He took me from death, erased my shame.
Great and Glorified is He.
But lately, He doesn't hear me.

And so. I feel empty. I am empty.

Driven by the Spirit. Revelations made numb.
The more I learn, the dumber I've become.
Why is this? I don't understand.
Too often, I feel less than a Man.
No one will listen. They all just stare.
Why won't they hear me? Does anyone care?

So then.
I feel empty. I have become empty. I am empty.

What more is left?
What more to see?
What have I not found in me?
Why is it, that I am this way?
Maybe, it's just how I feel today.

But nevertheless.
I feel empty. I am empty...

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