The ashes of my remains [Poetry]

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The emptiness in my heart, I doubt you can feel it
The aching stinging of the feeling
When I try to run from it
It's tearing my limbs apart and stitching the ends on wrong
The weight is leaving me sightless
I might almost drown in the darkness
The white light that clutches the veins
Cutting up the supply as it sinks to the bottom
The void of collective nothingness
Is leaving my heart with no oxygen
-s

a/n:
it's been a while, thank youu for reading :)