i long to return to the void.
i yearn for the emptiness,
the nothingness,
the peace.
my soul is soaked in somber.
i'm leaking melancholy.
i'm constantly searching for an opening
to the infinite void.
i want to save everyone my constant despair.
send my gloom into the gateway of endless
nothing.
take my misery,
take my heartache,
take my desolation.
take my soul
and leave me an empty carcass full of
nothing
but
void.
clear me.
YOU ARE READING
metanoia
PoetryM E T A N O I A (n.) : the journey of changing one's mind, heart, self, or way of life this is my first poetry book, and because this book is not completed yet they are very unorganized. when i'm finished the book will be rearranged. all poetry is...
