Vessel

It feels dark
And I don't know if
It's the sky
Or just because I'm so tired

I have given all that there is in me
And all that is left
Is an bowl of emptiness that no one wants to claim

I alone shout into the void
I alone sit on the carpet crying
There isn't someone to take my face into their hands
Or brush my hair away from my eyes while I'm sleeping

I am doing the brushing
And the taking
And the talking
And the giving
Giving
Giving

I am
A vessel

Empty

But so full of emptiness
The pressure may crush me.