A deep emptiness
An obsidian abyss
The eternal void
The antithesis of bliss
Destruction of soul
Consuming from within
Thought you were numb
You are not dead yet
A deep emptiness
An obsidian abyss
The eternal void
The antithesis of bliss
Destruction of soul
Consuming from within
Thought you were numb
You are not dead yet
A trail of tears
For my debilitating failures
I know the sane decision
Yet with striking precision
I swerve at the last minute impulsively
Choosing incorrectly
Laughing in the face of disaster
As if it could not happen to me
Pure arrogance, or delusion…
Has caused this to be
Now I see… I am not immune
To the heartbreak and doom
That I have sown
I dissociate
When I cannot take anymore
Fragmented pieces from the core
Store the hurt and pain
Closes the door on the memories
Blocks the nightmares in reverie
Amnesiac
What I do not know cannot hurt
Hypothetically
Yet logically, I know subconsciously
The pain is deeply embedded in me
You have a child’s heart
..and a playful disposition that is warm and inviting
Stay true to you
For there is nothing better than owning your truth
The planets and stars aligned to create the blessing
Only this moment in infinite to grasp
Something pure, unfiltered…
Something that will last
An intuition
An instinct
Felt in the bones
An electric feeling
An epiphany shown
A planted seed
Mature and overgrown
No excitement anymore
That “Special Something” is missing
The vessel leaking has caused a drought
Electrifying emotion has sputtered out
They linger watching inquisitively but the birds do not sing
Like harbingers of death they bring
Cyclones of thundering rain
Dark clouds, piercing wind
Bad omens