To Fill The Emptiness

17 Jan

Every saturday night they would get together

at a house that no one felt at home in; to smoke

and drink and talk about nothing that mattered

very much. And in the haze of forced laughter and broken

bottles, they would sit around the single wooden table.

Creaking walls and owl noises echoed louder than their

loneliness, and they drank beer like oxygen; as if it were the

only thing getting them through the next moment. And as they

sat together, each alone wondered if life could ever be more

than this, more than grasping for a single straw to fill the emptiness.



2 Responses to “To Fill The Emptiness”

  1. taurusingemini January 18, 2014 at 5:29 am #

    And, NO matter what, the people will still feel empty, at the end of the night, when ALL the noises they’d used, to feel up that void on the inside subside…

  2. Robert Matthew Meade January 18, 2014 at 8:55 pm #

    Some things in life are bad.They can really make you mad.Other things just make you swear and curse.When you’re chewing on life’s gristle.Don’t grumble.give a whistle.And this’ll help things turn out for the best…If life seems jolly rotten.There’s something you’ve forgotten.And that’s to laugh and smile and dance and sing.When you’re feeling in the dumps,don’t be silly chumps.Just purse your lips and whistle-that’s the thing…Life’s a piece of shit.When you look at it.Life’s a laugh and death’s a joke,it’s true.You’ll see it’s all a show.Keep ’em laughing as you go.Just remember that the last laugh is on you.And always look on the bright side of life…Always look on the light side of life…Always look on the bright side of life.

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