The Negatives Of The Most Negative Of Spaces
When what's missing is your fault.
Solemn nights bring the images of what once was
And there's the fear of what's there when eyes open
No pictures, art, or portraits hung to remind one
Of all the things missing in this new version
So much is gone, and here one lies to suffer the missing
Emptiness, a harsh memory of it all being gone
The empty is filled with sorrow and the grief of the past
From one corner to the next, there's the nothingness
Yet, the mind wanders plenty through each empty crack
Escaping the empty space left by the torment of mistakes
It was all best-laid plans that would be torn away
And leaving this empty space in one's face each day
Even something to look at in this broken world
But the heart still would feel the agony of such pain
Hands wrapped around a pillow in the night
Only able to hear the outside world in the pouring rain
It's a sad place of the mind one goes to in the nothing
A sad and lonely place trying to remember what's missing
No solace from the memory of pictures that would fill the space
No respite from the ugliness of one's long and empty history
Only what's left each day when reality sits itself on top of you
Only the empty space not filled by life's joys
And the suffering of punishment, and the ecstasy of despair
About the Creator
Jason Morton
From fiction to reality there’s tons to share about this crazy life. From being a single father, an officer, and having had many insane adventures while I learned about the world, my imagination runs wild with ideas.
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