the grass is always poison on the greenest side

Aug 12, 2009 20:19

what it feels like to be empty inside

I've got what I want, what I need I
the things that I
desire
dancing like a serpent
makes me weaken makes me question
makes me weary
and its inevitable
that I will turn around
and its incredible
unbelievable
and it makes a feeling
makes a sound
that feels like

fuck it
fuck it all
fuck your sense of
lonelyness
emptyness
your just a slave to your own soul
for loneliness implies alone
but empty implies nothing at all

if it were sadness
i could mask it with a smile
or anger and mask it with denile
but emptiness is not a feeling
no, see it has its own special style

it feels like slowly dieing flowers
strangled from the wild
and in the wild it brings you to
there is no single sound
no eyes shine bright
to light the night
of the stalking beast within
there is no anger
no denile
there is only nothing
a handshake
and a smile

the clarity comes though
it does come shining through
and you see with great clarity
all thats happening to you
all the things you take for granted
and the battles that you fought
everything is taken away
and every wasted breath
is for naught

and it feels like
it feels like you are empty
that you are dead on the inside
there are no tears of sadness
there is no angry cry

it is emotionless
and nothingness
that you feel from deep inside
in every cell, and tissue, muscle
you feel it
the nothingness
the unasked question
for which there can be no reply

except to accept that we cannot begin again
a dead man can not apologize for his living sins
but know that we do stand here still
and sometimes maya drops her quill
and for a brief moment
you will know love again
when you love with all of your heart
and your heart it does wear thin
you will learn what loves means
when its meaning finds you in the end
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