Drained

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Hollow beats resonate within a chest
The pain of lonliness comes slowly to light
Seeping into an entire being
Giving birth to that emptiness
The irony laughs at the impossible
Filled with pain, yet so empty

Funny how it works
Does nothing, but causes everything
Just how much longer?
And that constant question,
Why?

How the pain spreads
But remains focused
Constantly fueled by questions

The mind drowning in the cycles
Trapped in a machine
With no controls
There's no escape

Lights pass over the machine
Some pause and knock on the door
Others curse and beat it
Others stand and talk
All the while, the machine is on

It's so dark inside
Physical and emotional pain
Water starts to leak out
The door bursts open
The lights brighten, die, and flicker

The machine wasn't empty!

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