Chalice of Nothing

My life falls to pieces around me
and I cannot find the energy to
pick it up
and put it back together.
I am wasted, sending all my
love out and not getting any back
to fill the void.
I am an empty vessel,
meaningless until filled,
a chalice of nothing.
My heart hits the ground
 and shatters,
    myriad slivers of glass
reflect only emptiness.
No one left to fix it,
it collects dust.
Broken and withered,
a flower forgotten
and left to die
amid the wreckage
of a life turned upside down.
My soul will flee
and there will be no one
to mourn its passing,
no one to wish it were
not so.
Selfish soul, to feel
that someone should care,
that someone should feel the loss
of myself, of me.
No one regrets
no one grieves
only emptiness where
I belong
only silence

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