the poetry knook, the poetry of stephen m. james

The Accomplish Void

So greet the void I call "What have I accomplished?"
That dark place where too often my lips say "I wished
I had."
I feed myself nothing.
I am starving for something
To do.
I judge anything I’ve done
As nothing. Worthless as stone
To me
Compared to what has been given to me.


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