Day 14: The Void

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Like a void, my heart harbors an empty space,
Seeking purpose, lost in a vast embrace.
Endless walls surround, a sense of despair,
In this realm of emptiness, life seems unfair.

Breathing in the void, a thoughtless abyss,
Pain and sorrow lurking, hard to dismiss.
Depression encroaches, as it often does,
Battling this emptiness, the fight becomes a fuss.

Loneliness prevails, the void remains stark,
No solace found in this endless, dark arc.
Dense emptiness lingers, no longer pretend,
The void persists, it seems, without end.

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