Emptiness is...Heavy

Emptiness is...

...heavy..,

In my vapid soul,

Resides an empty hole..

It contradicts your absence..

With it's reminding presence

...heavy,

Emptiness is...

Loudest in the room...To Mansplaining...

No, I am not the loudest in the room....
No, I won't cut your sentence in its midst...halfway
No, I won't brush your opinion away with a broom
No, I won't reword and paraphrase what you say...
No, I won't dismiss your thoughts saying they have no room...
And yet...I sometimes believe...
I should often be the loudest in the room..
Gag your words with mine and have my way!
Stress my opinion as mine and own the room..
Call you out for rephrasing my existence as you have your say...
Make you admit my thought's credence...Call me a witch with a broom
Use your adjectives, aggressive and more..as though I were in your way...
Maybe, yes, maybe then...I should be in your way...
If that is the only way...we women have our way!
Maybe I should!