Table Lamp

I created this poem two years ago. Sad, broken hearted, unstable, disappointed. Haha at least I can laugh over it after all of those pain ;)

This is the point
where i don't have any words to say anymore
no feelings to describe
and no anger to spill

i run out of blood
run out of tears
run out of the will to move on

i fall so deep
i've tried to stand up
but i fell again
and again
and again

reverse.

the light i saw
was not the sun
it was just a table lamp
the owner can easily
turn it on
made me believe that it was a light of hope

and turn it off
emptiness came forward

it's only a click away.