Feelings of Emptiness
It's so dark inside, where's the light?
You are surrounded by people daily
But still feel empty
You have a family
But still feel empty
You have a baby growing inside of you so your emptiness begins to fade
But then you loose the baby
So your emptiness returns
Ten-fold
When will this emptiness go away
Maybe tomorrow, maybe today
So you smoke and drink every day to kill the pain
Praying the emptiness will fade
You keep fighting the battle and never give in....
To that dark place of emptiness
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