
There’s nothing left inside myself
An empty void where once was light
Cobwebs and dust, like an old shelf
Shadows coiling, strangling tight
I want to be heard
My feelings out and open
Nothing in my way, free like a bird
A brand new mirror, never broken
The echoes of my mind sit in silence
My throat choking on the sound
Wishing to shut off my conscience
Ruler of emptiness, I am crowned
A deafening quiet fills my soul
Drums echoing in the center
Fading as they give their last roll
Awaiting the day, for light to re-enter
Night by night, I suffer in absolute silence
Calming abyss, with such eloquence
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