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God, this experience is emptying. College is great and all, I mean I love the parties and the booze and everything. But this is emotionally draining. I want to be the best, I want to push myself, and I want to give it everything I’ve got, but it’s turning out to be a real struggle. I wonder where I’ll be in the future. I want to love what I do, and do some good in this world.
By RK on 06.04.2012
I’m emptying out what’s left of me. I’ve tried carrying it all with me these past years but I’ve come to the conclusion everything you empty leaves a spot for something new so it’s what I must commit to. Enjoy what you have because once you empty it, you won’t know exactly what you had until it’s gone.
By Colby K URL on 06.04.2012
pouring out from a glass bottle, dripping to the ground below, emptying all things into a surface that cannot hold it, will simply absorb it, or let it roll off into a puddle of it’s own creation. The glass is clear, allowing the liquid within to be seen before it slips out of the wide neck, pouring into the nothingness that waits for it. Lost forever in this form, emptying into the world, changing with each drip, each drop, each atom. Empty, the bottle stands empty, a faint residue at the base that shows what once was there and now is gone.
By Emma on 06.04.2012
The sky swirls, stars falling, failing, vanishing from sight as they cease to be, their lights blinking one last time before they go, the sky emptying of their brilliance. The earth grows dark, darker, darkest, until there is nothing left.
By Emma URL on 06.04.2012
Emptying my emotions in a bottle of wine.
By hilde on 06.04.2012
It’s that moment when you realise it was all for nothing. Your heart just kind of slowly drains and there’s nothing to stop the leakage. It’s like it’s staining you on the way down to the floor and you don’t want it to stop for some reason.
By Alicia on 06.04.2012
My stomach is emptying. Again, I am hungry. Aren’t I always hungry? Since the age of 6 all I’ve heard is how we should eat this, eat that, exercise like this, don’t exercise like that, etc. Society has warped a natural thing- eating to feel satisfied from the fruits of the earth- into a math project with scientific problems. Even after going into a “Raw Food” diet and consuming the right calories for my body, by the end of the day, I’m still hungry.
By kelseyjordon URL on 06.04.2012
Smiling but feeling it slip off your face and puddle around your shoes because that’s what it feels like. Your heart is squished and the juices swim around you because it was all for naught.
By Alicia in the Sky on 06.04.2012
As i was emptying the bowl, something on the ground caught my eye. It was a shiny key. It had many elegant details. thinking it was useless i just used it as a charm on my necklace, but as it turns out… it was more than that. It was the key to love, happiness, and success
By Roooonnniie URL on 06.04.2012
i am digging deep into my pockets while emptying out the contents of my life. crumpled train tickets to nowhere, miscellaneous trappings of nomadic years, and a bountiful selection of vague notions towards a life possibly well-lived. daunting are the thoughts of having to go through everything and bring about a tremor up the spine at being reminded of all that has been and everything that never was.
By Miki Barefoot URL on 06.04.2012
Writing is cathartic: a way of emptying out the brain and burning the trash that filled it.
By SWellsBennett URL on 06.04.2012
this is empty, just like my brain. its emptying its contents out on to this website. oh this is empty, i feel myself emptying into here…emptiness.
By jessica on 06.04.2012
He sat pouring away the milk. It was gone-off. He was slowly tipping it down the drain, thinking of the awful day he had just had when he got an idea… just as the last droplets poured away. His mind was renewed, emptied of all but new thoughts and feelings.
By beth URL on 06.04.2012
I have to empty these thoughts from my head, I seem to constantly empty my head and yet it keeps filling with the same rubbish, the same images, the same insecurities.
By traindeer URL on 06.04.2012
Emptying out my soul. Yes, that is an activity that i would consider trying. i have built up so much anguish and false memories over the years that it would be nice to just empty out everything and start over. Maybe i would be able to make better decisions.
By Nikolai URL on 06.04.2012
Emptying is often like letting go. You grab hold to all you can find and put it out there on the open. Either if it’s put onto a flat table or thrown on the ground, it’s still put out there for every one to see. Emptying can therefor in so many ways be seen as letting go, and accepting what was, while welcoming what may.
By Fyxn URL on 06.04.2012
A ginger cat sat on the side of a busy road eying the rubbish bag. It studied the angles of the bag as it prepared to charge. Bam! The cat skidded right into the rubbish bag and the contents emptied.
By Chrissie :) URL on 06.04.2012
You can empty a lot of things. Your heart, your fish tank, your pool. It’s weird though that we mostly think of emptying suff with water in it… AT least I do… Maybe it’s because we’re made up of 75% water that we DON”T want emptied.
By Charlie URL on 06.04.2012
Everything seems like it’s falling apart-
maybe it’s just coming together
I have no idea whether
sense can be made when
nothin’s anythin’ but a blade
rage rage while you can
wile you can’t.
By Charlie on 06.04.2012
The feeling you get when a love one dies over the course of grieving throughout the funeral and after is a space they left.
By Lucy on 06.04.2012
Empty your mind
empty your prejudices
and pour it all out on the floor
inhale your soul back into your body
empty the toxicity out with your breath
gleaned from all you’ve fed on
and fill again.
And as I looked down into the depths of my heart, I realized it was emptying. There was only a small fragment of my love left to give. So I decided to keep it for myself. To put myself before others, to love myself as passionately as I have loved the others.
By stephaniewrites URL on 06.04.2012
Violet emptied her heart to him, put it all on the table and said, Take it or leave it.
It became apparent to her that he was leaving it and leaving her. She wondered if it was better this way, that she knew the way he felt or was it better to pretend.
By Robin on 06.04.2012
A bucket is emptied into a river and it flows away. Joining the rest of the universe. I can flow free into the ocean. Meandering through the land, it feels that it has purpose! Finally!
By Sam on 06.04.2012
draining, freeing, used, it is energy in motion, leaving a space where it is no longer needed…
By Haydee on 06.04.2012
Emptying out one’s mind. One’s life. One’s being. Getting rid of the old, the wasted, the tired, the too-small, the awkward-fitting. That is what today means. Tomorrow we refill. Today is about emptying and simplifying. -KS
By Kirsten URL on 06.04.2012
I am emptying my words out onto this paper like a football player emptying his heart onto the field. Emptiness is a seemingly hollow word that brings about other words like lonely and heartless. Empty seems like it is nothing. But empty could also mean it is full. Full of nothing.
By Taylor URL on 06.04.2012
The detective sighs watching the water slosh out onto the grass from the pump. It’s made a horrible racket for the neighbors all night. He walks over and peers over the edge of the pool. The murky water was still emptying, the body at the bottom yet to be revealed.
By EliseV URL on 06.04.2012
I started to think abou
By blobly on 06.04.2012
Emptying the brew in a sailors whiskey bottle on a stormy sea faring night. Walks him around with his empty soul, lonely, emptying his thoughts out into his slurred sea songs. Empty will be he, till he realizes he is full of nothing.
my eyes burned as hot brine tumbled its way down my cheeks. my soul felt as though it were wrecked on a rocky crag, and all the good that was left in it was being emptied to the unforgiving sea.
By Ave on 06.04.2012
The pouring of a glass of water down into the earth slowly is a transcendent experience. The weight in your hands slowly lessens as you watch the liquid dance and separate in the air as it falls. The sound of drops continue their pattering. It started slowly and then becomes a rolling gentle drum. The drops make small craters in the dry earth, like I am God watching a cosmic event. Then quickly in ends. The magic is gone and the glass empty. I should have drank the water instead.
By River Ranter URL on 06.04.2012
They say I didn’t know the man I had been tracking. But how did he know me? They never answered the question, just gave me another assignment and threw me from the room.
I have to pack my bags. When I reach my room, I begin emptying my closest and drawers of all my clothing and possessions and stuff it into my suitcase.
“Where are you going, Mia?”
Spinning on my heels, I relax slightly when I see Willa standing in the doorway.
“I…I have a job. In England.”
“Yes,” I whisper. The sound of me zipping my bag echoed in the silent room. Throwing the bag over my shoulder, I nod to Willa. “I’m leaving for good this time. It was wonderful knowing you.”
Willa’s face is contorted, showing the obvious pain I was causing her with my words. But ever since day one, I’ve been told to never hold on too tightly; to have the will power to let go and not turn back.
It was the hardest thing to do in my profession. I find myself giving Willa a quick hug. Then, I dash from the room. I will let go, I will not turn back, I will forget about Willa…
A tear slips from my cheek and I glance over my shoulder to see Willa huddled with tears streaming down her face.
By KenzieB19 URL on 06.04.2012
rochester new york is going to be a mere memory in less than a month’s time. a little bit sad because there’s so much more i could have done. i don’t really think i even did anything, how did i get here without doing anything? if it’s all just practice, what’s the real thing? in less than a month’s time, i’ll also be a legal adult and the first thing i’m going to is have a legal drink in a country that doesn’t give a shit and i’m going to empty out my emotions. that’ll be the bridge from point a to point b and i think it’s something i want to cross, but mostly likely i’ll just fall off and end up nowhere, just looking up at a bridge i wasn’t strong enough to stomach. that, to me, is somewhat sad too.
By Nina URL on 06.04.2012
The bag is far bigger than she ever remembers, but then again, she’s not the sure of the last time she actually looked at it, gauged its size, its value. Now, though, she can see it’s too heavy. Weighed down.
Slowly at first, she reaches in and plucks shapes out of the darkness. A good memory here, a bad one there. Her first bicycle, her first day of school, her first kiss. It’s a reel of her life playing before her eyes, picking up speed and sorting itself out.
And when the bag’s near empty and the petty things have been locked away and the important ones stored for good, she feels new and light and real.
By Laura. on 06.04.2012
I’m trying to be rid of thoughts of you. It is obvious that my existence is meaningless to you. maybe it would mean something if you could see me. One day though, I won’t need to look to you for gratification of myself.
By Beatrice Amaro URL on 06.04.2012
Emptying. I’ll be doing that soon. Emptying the life I have here of every trace of myself. I’ll be packing up my clothes, and in all honesty I don’t know that I’ll be coming back. We’ll see. My life here is slowly becoming more and more empty by the second, and for now that’s okay with me.
By Jessica Neko URL on 06.04.2012
She dumped the shoe box in the garbage. Photos spilled out, petals of her past life on a wilted and unwanted flower.
By Emmie on 06.04.2012
Emptying the bucket of grain into the cow’s trough, provided him with enough time to consider the options of answering her question in a negative manner. It could prove to be the worst thing he’d ever done!
By coramie URL on 06.04.2012
have nothing else left being completely desolate the bottom never ending rock bottom being drained
By Heather on 06.04.2012