Sometimes your mind is just empty
You have things to look into
But your mind goes back to
What was
What used to be
what could be
You search online for any glimpse that's possible
You search your saved files for moments
You hate yourself for doing that
You don't want to create new dents
The search doesn't give you peace
it makes you more miserable
They take much more from you
Compared to what they bring to the table
You sit in chair
Looking at the wall
You look at the emptiness
Nothing to see at all
You become angry at yourself
For behaving in this way
You create darkness out of,
A full sunny day
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