Empty

I feel empty

As empty as that open cave filled with coldness and despair

That one that houses the most gruesome of bats

When the night falls my emptiness persists as they flee to feed.

I feel empty

As empty as that weightless bottle lying on the ground

No balance as my contents have been devoured

Eaten and gobbled by the hell hound  

As the wind blows me side by side I oblige

Because I feel empty

I am empty; my soul has gone missing inside me

Leaving me lonely as an abandoned elephant

Trampling the unknown soil of the Serengeti

Just wandering without any form of direction

Depressed and unstable just like it too

Because I feel empty

Am I really empty as I feel?

My pain just sucks up all the joy I have

“Please don’t go!” I appeal

She looks on and walks on as I plead

Rubbing on the anger that she has

And justifiably so I see

I seek her forgiveness even in the death of the soul

So that this emptiness could be filled

And my soul and hers could be one again

So the horizon could once more produce rain

And get rid of this pain.

By Vuyolwethu Dondashe © 2011