I fell in a hole, feeling nothing but the emptiness of the abyss.
Depression rises as I desperately search the world for someone who I could relate to.
Despite the air I breathe in or the blood in my limited veins, I only seek through the physical world for a mental and emotional partner.
Maybe this emptiness is a sign of Satan or a warning from God, but if it's my worthiness put to shame, I'd rather be blinded by the light; never again smell the purity of roses, blooms, or lavanders; become numb and never feel; hear nothing but hollow echos of nothingness; and never taste again of all the joys of nutrients than live an existance that knows no God.
I live to search this "one" only if our thoughts are equaled by God's judgement in our first-maybe final encounter.
Maybe that answers my questions of this emptiness... Who's to say?
Emptiness In My Life
This freestyle poem mentions of how I'm feeling right now, and what may be able to fix it but I don't know...Did you like this poem? Write one of your own!
