The deception and hurt
How it fills me more
The emptiness slowly creeps.
I step away....fear of it touching me.
It beckons me to enter, dark as it is.
It promises relief, as it beckons me to it.
I'm tired, tired of this pain and deception of being empty like a sea shell.
The emptiness edges closer as i stand on the edge no were to run or go.
I turn to find nothing but a black wall that I can't break through.
Maybe...maybe... if I enter I can escape this....Maybe the pain will stop...maybe....
Maybe...I can break free...
Maybe someone will save me....
Maybe....