Devoid

Friday, October 06, 2006:

The room is empty
My heart is filled
With feelings of sadness
Deeply instilled

I stare at the wall
It stares back
Warm but empty
Softly it calls

I long for the things I once had
I miss the things I never did
I no longer hope for anything
It's a distant memory

I have willed myself out of existence
I have lost everything
That meant anything
And a bit more than that
Chris // 10/06/2006

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