Aug 23, 2004 03:44
I feel so empty...
I look into my heart to find expression and I come back to find there is nothing inside but this void I've been speaking of...
emptiness is vast and has a fullness of it's own and when searching through it, it's harder to find the end than when your searching through something with substance...nothing goes on forever...
in here, theres little to navigate by...
scattered memories, images of happiness strobe through dismal halls of anguish and longing...
it's easy to get lost in a black-hole...and if you manage your way it you probably come out more confused than when you went in...with more questions, absurdities, and senseless misdirection...
It used to be so cluttered in here...
now it's less than chaos...
it's an infinitesimal existence in infinity...
like the depths of the atlantic, the only light is selfsuficent and selfishly motivated by the urge to feed...
cannibalistic in a sense, willing to feed on itself to survive...
it's almost beautiful, the precision of emptiness...
in all it's simplicity, its complex structure unapearent, it will never miss...
in these halls of nothing...
the words echo off of each other to reflect into the void yet again...
"I love you but it's not the same"
light can't escape a black-hole, I return a shadow of what I once was...
look at me, I'm empty...
I'm nothing...