empty from the inside -------------------------------------------
we let people inside of us
and still we feel like we havent touched them
what kind of empty leaves you reaching
when you're smothered by perfect strangers breathing
and you cant feel their feelings?
i can let you inside
but i cant promise intimacy
i can only promise warmness
and innocence in candy boxes
and guilt lying in drapes of lace
that we'll shower off
but we might never forget
or maybe we'll do so much worse we won't need to
what kind of emptiness
promises secrets from strangers
that know you better than most
who've been inside
but have never seen you
and never felt your feelings
only felt you reaching
and ending up still empty
so i guess this poem is about feelings v. physical contact? with the intimacy v. warmness and the strangers v. not. hmm, i'm not sure, but i get that impression. i think sometimes the writing is a little off, like "or maybe we'll do so much worse we won't need to" - it doesn't flow that well, but conveying your idea was good. emptiness, indeed. "what kind of emptiness promises secrets from strangers" was probably my favorite part.
Wow! I love the way you portray emptyness and how it really relates to the people around you. The first stanza really reached out and stated it perfectly.. the seperation between you and another. I really liked the second part because of the pictures you associated it with....
and innocence in candy boxes and guilt lying in drapes of lace ..... That was a nice touch. The ending really tied it together.How alone we really are even in a crowd.
i'm saddening with ever poem i read, the signs are pointing yes to question i posed... its your choice, but if it's true, i'm the only one left, remember when we joked and said it would prolly be you first, me second and ashley last?