Empty

Empty is good,

Empty is strong

Empty is fucked up

Empty is wrong

Empty is hell

But empty is power

With eached fucked up day

And each fucked up hour

Empty is my death

And my living dark

Empty is vivid

Empty is stark

Empty erodes me

Empty makes me whole

Empty stole my heart

Empty stole my soul

But they tell me there’s hope

That one day I’ll heal

F**k what they tell me

For hope isn’t real

Because I’m lying here

Wasting away on my bed

The sins all surround me

Drain purity from my head

I really don’t want this

But I can’t seem to stop

I’m ready to fall

Anticipating that drop

When I really want to stand

Though my legs are so weak

I can no longer hide

But I’m too scared to seek

Something other than empty

Because happiness isn’t true

But there’s nothing left to say…

So much I need to do

Because I’m sick of being empty

I’m ready to be done

So send me some sort of rescue…

A direction I can run

Because my mind melted away

A long, long time ago…

All because I lost it,

Now empty is all I know