The Steam

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Mar 17

Emptyness (Poem)

I’ll fall down this hole,

Empty, and with void.

It’s where my heart used to be.

Maybe there I’ll find

What happiness really is.

Sucked into the darkness;

Paralyzed with no emotion.

Secreting no faith in myself.

Where is something warm

When all is cold.

What is the sunlight.

What is it like to be held?

No comfort in this unholy place.

Where is that soft face

That I used to hold so dear?

Dead and gone.

Drowning in fear.