On Empty




My emptiness will chase me,
My emptiness will find me,
My emptiness will cage me,
and in the darkness bind me.

My mind is full of splinters,
My spirit full of holes,
My blood is thin and icy,
and the emptiness still grows,

The pain has sapped my body,
The fear has drained my will,
The pressure unrelenting,
The emptiness grows still,

All I am is empty,
Al I see is dark,
Who wants an empty spirit?
Who loves an empty heart?

All I am is empty.




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