Empty spaces

IN BETWEEN  SANITY AND THE SOUL
THERE IS AN EMPTY SPACE
NEVER SATISFIED AND NEVER WILLING
COLD AND BITTER BURIED WITH HATE
ANGRY AND WEEK INTO YOUR NEEDS
UNABLE TO MOVE, UNWANTED AND ALONE
FADING FROM THE REALITY
BETTER WITHOUT YOU, I STILL STAY
STRUGGLING TO SET MYSELF FREE
YOUR WEBS WEAVE ME INTO ETERNITY
HELL ON EARTH AMONG THE LIVING
SADNESS OF THE PAIN HIDES IN MY SMILE
INVISIBLE THE OUTSIDE WORLD
TRYING TO HEAL IN A STATE OF CONFUSION
MY WILL IS ALMOST NON EXISTENT
MY HEART BROKEN AND EVAPORATED
TO NUMB TO KNOW THE TRUTH
THE ANSWERS NO LONGER QUENCH MY THIRST
QUIVERING BENEATH THE CURIOSITY
MY MIND IS CLOSED AND DELIRIOUS
SLIPPING INTO THAT SPACE
THE PAIN IS GONE, BLIND AND WARM
ALONE AGAIN
YOU ARE GONE AND IM FREE

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