Void

Void

It would be easier to say

I'm tired of feeling such soul-shattering sadness or

Holding in a horrid degree of hate or

Crying acid tears that tear open my flesh to the soul

I wish I could scream

That my heart is being torn apart

By fiery rage or mind numbing fear

But this is not the case

It is harder to admit

That I am being consumed by

The black hole of bleakness

That comes from being unable to feel at all