The Void

There's a void in my heart;

Piece by piece it grows...

Until it's flowing in my veins.

It's a part of my blood,

And, when it goes to every limb,

It's like it whispers,

"Set me free."

The void,

It wants damage.

Piece by piece it breaks me...

Like shards of glass

Digging in my skin,

In my bones,

In my very soul.

The void

It wants release.

Piece by piece it bubbles up...

In the back of my eyes,

Longing for a push,

To flow like a stream.

The void,

It disappears.

Piece by piece it flees...

When I think of you,

When I look at you,

At the very thought of you.

The void,

It rarely returns...

But when it does,

Piece by piece it consumes,

Every drop of my blood,

Every ounce of my soul...

Until I see you again.